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 react, Donald had

sofa and looked at his

...

busy going to the places for the next two days, meeting people related to Steve's wife, and

was evident that

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

time Steve accompanied her to the hospital, he went through the admission procedures and paid money, taking good care

her injuries, no one would have believed that

gathered and arriving home at midnight every day,

sat in front of her computer,

two days, one

had a terrible time

that Donald knew that Steve was not a good person, so why on earth would he help defend him? Could he

was lost in thought,

to see if it

double-checked, but

to the balcony window and looked out, finding the

neighborhood she lived in was a bit old, the wiring was ageing,

overthink it

a knock sounded, she had just walked into the living room, "Miss Aldrich, are you

the two guards protecting her, as Stella

Daphne had also briefly talked with

was about to twist the handle when she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes

outside seemed to be silent for a

you for your

continued, "It's too dark outside.

door

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

power outage was accidental, according to the contact and understanding with them in the

immediately said, "Wait a minute. I'll go look

dial Stella's phone, her hand holding

whole neighborhood was without electricity. The signal was

the balcony and finally caught a faint