Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

On the second day, when Stella woke up, the sun was shining outside the window.

Yawning, she went downstairs. Faintly, she saw someone sitting in the yard. She didn’t look closer, “Good morning, Ms. Anderson.”

“It’s almost ten o’clock. Morning?”

Stella was shocked.

She rubbed her eyes, only to find that it wasn’t Ms. Anderson who was sitting at the stone table. Instead, it was Clarence who was having breakfast.

Stella was taken aback, “Where is Ms. Anderson?”

“She’s out.”

Stella gaped and said, “Why are you here?”

Clarence turned around and cast her a glance. He said in a flat tone, “Why can’t I be here?”

That made sense.

Anyway, he’s Ms. Anderson’s son. He had proper reasons to be here.

Stella wondered if the mother and the son had been reconciled.

Noticing that Stella’s expression kept changing, Clarence withdrew his gaze, “If you continue getting lost here, you can have lunch directly.”

It wasn’t until now did Stella came back to her senses. She went to the kitchen and got her breakfast.

After sitting opposite Clarence, she found that the sleeves on his white shirt were rolled up. The collar was open slightly. It seemed that he had stayed here overnight.

There were another two or three empty rooms in Ms. Anderson’s house, but Stella was surprised that he directly stayed here overnight. Didn’t they need to calm down their feelings?

Staying in the same house and having breakfast at the same table with him again, Stella had an indescribable feeling.

Clarence put down his spoon, “Can you get full just by staring at me?”

Stella immediately lowered her head, taking sips of the porridge in her bowel.

While she was eating, there were a few knocks on the door. Then, Nathan came in with a suitcase in his hands, “Mr. Conrad, here are your clothes.”

Stella was confused.

She wondered if that meant Clarence would stay here for a long time.

“Put it over

After nodding at Stella as

up directly. After a long while, she stopped coughing, “Mr. Conrad... Don’t you go back to City

of the hotel resort will be completed within

Stella shut up.

hoped that he

Stella originally wanted to go back to her room and continue with her design. However,

bit pissed,

at all, “That’s how you thank me,

said, “Mr. Conrad, a moment please, I’ll get you water right

other one, he or she couldn’t criticize the other party or take care of the other

finally called Stella. After the gathering last night, Evelyn organized a trip for their mid-aged neighbors. They

take them two days

said, “Stella, you and Clare can dine out

long while, “Ms. Anderson, have you

he’s soft-hearted. You and he... Forget it. Wait until

the phone, Stella looked up at the sky. She blinked, and there were no tears in

God punished her to stay

yard and said in a weak tone, “Mr. Conrad, let’s dine

asked, “Can’t

vomit when smelling

keyboard. He snapped the laptop,

from the

“Mr. Conrad, do you know how

of your

seemed to hear it

fish isn’t a goblin. Why

their three-year marriage, she hadn’t seen Clarence cook in the kitchen once. Comparing dealing with the fish, she’d rather believe that he would be

looked at her

in silence, leaving the

she saw waves of black smoke above the

neighbors might think they were cooking

Clarence came out of the kitchen with a livid face.

tried hard to bite her

cold glance,

turned around and strode

holding back any longer. She burst