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.

hummed, “Put

nodded slightly. After nodding at

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

hurry? Do you think the acquisition and building of the hotel resort will be completed within one

Stella shut up.

that he

Dolores didn’t come back home. Clarence was working in the yard. Stella originally wanted to go back to her room and

was a bit pissed, “Mr. Conrad, I’m not your

didn’t raise his head at all, “That’s how you thank me,

a moment. Then she said, “Mr. Conrad, a moment please, I’ll get

if one took advantage of the other one, he or she couldn’t criticize the other party or take care of the other party’s business any

Stella. After the gathering last night, Evelyn organized a

would take them two days and

Clare can dine out

while, “Ms.

harshly but he’s soft-hearted. You and he... Forget

up the phone, Stella looked up at the sky. She

why wasn’t she pushed by the law? How come God

in a weak tone, “Mr. Conrad, let’s dine out. Ms. Anderson

“Can’t you

when

were dancing on the keyboard. He snapped the laptop, stood up, and

followed him in, she saw him take out a fish from the bucket, wash it, and

swallowed and said, “Mr. Conrad, do you know how

your business.

to hear

fish isn’t a goblin. Why

she hadn’t seen Clarence cook in the kitchen once. Comparing dealing with the fish, she’d rather believe that he would be more skilled to

at

in silence, leaving

she saw waves of

they were cooking

out of the kitchen with a

to bite her lower lip, holding back

cold glance,

turned around and

holding back any longer. She burst into