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?"

to react, Donald had

sat on the sofa and looked at his back, pausing for two seconds

...

days, meeting people related to Steve's wife, and

was evident that

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

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

would

arriving home at midnight every day,

front of her computer, sorting out

days, one could

wife should have had a terrible time over

was not a good person, so why on earth would he help defend

lost in thought, the overhead

her phone to see if it

double-checked, but it

went to the balcony window and looked out, finding

old, the wiring was ageing, and occasionally it

didn't overthink it and planned to

just walked into the living

guards protecting her, as Stella had

Daphne had also briefly talked

handle when she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out often. It will recover

be silent

you for your

voice continued, "It's too dark

on the door

out of sight, never coming to talk

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

immediately said, "Wait a minute.

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

neighborhood was without electricity.

the balcony and