Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Staring at her, Donald lowered his head and smiled.

Although they made things clear, the air was awkward and silent.

For Daphne, Donald was once light in a dark world, and she had chased his footsteps to get to where she was now.

Because of the past communication, she would always choose to trust him unconditionally.

It was so subtle that she never thought about what precisely the emotion was.

Not long ago, Donald suddenly asked if she had a crush on him.

Was this a crush?

She couldn't say.

Daphne grabbed a pillow, put it in her arms to hide her nervousness, and tentatively said, "It's quite late. You have to work tomorrow. How about going back and rest?"

Donald coughed and looked up at her, "You're not doing the interview?"

Daphne remembered that there was an interview to be done. She looked back at the computer and hesitated, "No, it's so late today that it will disturb you."

Seeing her slightly red and bloodshot eyes, "I'm fine, but you should get some rest."

Realizing what he was referring to, Daphne subconsciously rubbed her eyes.

Donald got up, "You were scared last night. Have a good sleep today. My time is always reserved for you. Call me directly if you want an interview."

Daphne looked up at him, a little surprised. "Really?"

"Of course. Why would I lie to you?"

"Thank you."

Donald smiled, then raised the pen cap in front of her, "This is mine. I'll take it."

Daphne was slightly stunned and was about to say something when Donald continued, "Didn't I say that you can call me directly?"

waiting for Daphne to

at his back, pausing

...

two days, meeting people related to Steve's

evident that the injuries were

and even advised Steve's wife, but she smiled and refused, stating that it

admission procedures

one would have believed

much information gathered and arriving home at midnight every day, Daphne completely forgot about

front of

alone in the past two days, one

had a terrible time

last time downstairs in Steve's studio, it seemed that Donald knew that Steve was not a good person,

as she was lost in thought, the overhead

phone to

but it

and looked out, finding

neighborhood she lived in was a bit old, the wiring was ageing, and occasionally it would trip two

overthink it

had just walked into the living room, "Miss Aldrich, are

two guards

the past few days, Daphne had also briefly

and was about to twist the handle when she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out often. It will recover in the morning. Sorry for

to be silent for a while before he said,

you for your hard

voice continued, "It's too dark outside. Do you have

on the door handle tightened, feeling

two men Stella had sent always followed her out of sight, never coming to talk

accidental, according to the contact and understanding with them in the past two days, she felt that

"Wait

and tried to dial Stella's

neighborhood was without electricity. The signal

the balcony and