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?"

Daphne to react, Donald

on the sofa and looked at his back, pausing

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that the

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admission procedures and paid money, taking good care of her, gentle and

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the past two days, one could see what a hypocrite and

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up her phone to see if it

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the balcony window and looked out, finding the whole

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didn't overthink it and

had just walked into the living

two guards protecting her, as Stella had

days, Daphne had also briefly talked with

vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out often. It will recover in the morning. Sorry

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the door handle

always followed her out of

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to dial Stella's phone,

the whole neighborhood was without electricity.

the balcony