Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 85

At noon, when Dolores was cooking, Stella went to the kitchen to help her.

Dolores said, “The kitchen is quite small. Why are you here to make it so crowded? Just wait outside.”

Stella said with a smile, “Ms. Anderson, could you please make a bit more soup?”

“Can you finish all?”

“I...” Stella rolled her eyes. “My friend also wants to drink it. I want to share the soup with him later.”

Dolores knew clearly who her “friend” was. She didn’t answer but put more water into the pot. She said indifferently, “Just up to you.”

Stella held back her laughter. “Okay, Ms. Anderson. I’ll wait outside then.”

Dolores hummed.

In the yard, Stella supported her chin with one hand, curling up her lips into a smile. She finally knew why Clarence always affirmed with his lips but denied in his heart -- he inherited the character from someone.

After lunch, Stella put the soup into Dolores’ insulation pail, took it, and walked slowly to the hotel.

Nathan showed her to the door of Clarence’s room. “Ms. Radomil, Mr. Conrad now... I’m afraid he wouldn’t want to meet you.”

Not to mention Stella, he didn’t see anyone.

Stella said, “It’s alright. I just want to talk to him very quickly. If he doesn’t want to see me, I’m fine with it.”

Nathan nodded. “Okay. Ms. Radomil, please call me if you need anything.”

Then he left this battlefield-going-to-be as soon as possible.

Stella pressed the doorbell and called, “Mr. Conrad, can you hear me?”

She heard no response from the inside.

After a few seconds, Stella pressed the doorbell again. She raised her voice. “Mr. Conrad, I bought you some fish soup. If you don’t come out, I’ll finish it myself.”

There was still no response.

The wretched man was so calm.

few minutes, Stella said in disappointment, “Mr. Conrad, since you don’t want to meet me, I’m taking off. I’ll go to a place where nobody could find me, so

her was opened suddenly. Clarence looked

came here to say the last goodbye to you, Mr. Conrad. Thank you for being so broad-minded and not getting even with me

at her at all, snorting. “You said I’m dignified, domineering, and bullying last night. Now

that someone was Mr.

“What on earth

the insulation pail in her hand and fawned him, “I heard you haven’t eaten since

door and looking at her expressionlessly. He didn’t have any intention to let

Stella felt a sense of guilt under his gaze. She looked

Stella added, “My brother told me that he has gone back to university now. Thank you so much for your

you’ve known it, do you think a bowl

Stella was speechless.

that he might not want to take the soup but only made

think about what else I can do

before

“Stop.”

with a smile. “Mr.

took a look at his room, and

curled her

fish soup from the insulation pail into a bowl and handed it to

a hand, picked up the soup, and took

her eyes. “How do you

not the first time you cooked it.

What if

a glance. “Not

choked up

knew this wretched man wouldn’t talk

She added, “If you taste it carefully, there is houttuynia cordata in it. The fish soup is thicker and fresher,

earth do you want to tell

keep on. I’ll get

didn’t keep on drinking the soup. Putting down the bowel, he said indifferently, “Stella, don’t do

a

“Take your stuff

Conrad, I know I don’t have the right to say something, but... what if you have

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