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?"

for Daphne to react, Donald had already

looked at his back, pausing

...

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

that the

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

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

injuries, no one would have

information gathered and arriving home at midnight every day,

front of her computer, sorting out

past two days, one could see what a hypocrite and good actor

should have had a terrible

last time downstairs in Steve's studio, it seemed that Donald knew that Steve was not a good person, so why on earth would he help defend

she was lost in thought, the overhead light suddenly

her phone to see

double-checked, but it

went to the balcony window and looked out, finding the whole complex was

bit old, the wiring was ageing, and occasionally it would trip two or three times a

didn't overthink it and planned

just walked into the living room,

should be the two guards protecting her, as Stella

the past few days, Daphne had also briefly talked

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

outside seemed to be silent

for your hard

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

grip on the door

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

accidental, according to the contact and understanding with them in the past two days, she felt that those two people would not come to

"Wait

she turned around and tried to dial Stella's phone, her hand holding the phone, trembling from

neighborhood was without electricity. The

walked to the balcony and finally caught a faint