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

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

...

days, meeting people related to Steve's

was evident that

was helpless and even advised Steve's wife, but she smiled and

through the admission procedures and paid money,

would have

midnight every day, Daphne completely forgot

front of her computer, sorting out

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

wife should have had a

the conversation she had last time downstairs in Steve's studio, it seemed that Donald knew that Steve was not a good person, so why

she was lost in thought, the overhead light suddenly

picked up her phone to see

but

window and looked out, finding the whole complex was

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

it and

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

two guards protecting

days, Daphne had also briefly talked

she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out

be silent

for

"It's too dark

grip on the door handle

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

them in the past

"Wait

to dial Stella's phone, her hand holding

whole neighborhood was without electricity. The signal was

to the balcony and