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

nodding at Stella as greeting,

was choked up directly. After a long while, she stopped coughing, “Mr. Conrad... Don’t you go

the acquisition and building of the hotel resort will be completed within one or two

Stella shut up.

that he

in the yard. Stella originally wanted to go back to her room and continue with her design. However, as

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

raise his head at all, “That’s how you

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

one, he or she couldn’t criticize the

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

would take them two days and

said, “Stella, you and Clare can dine out these days.

silent for a long while, “Ms.

always talks harshly but he’s soft-hearted.

looked up at the sky. She blinked, and

How come God punished

tone, “Mr. Conrad, let’s dine out. Ms.

asked, “Can’t

when smelling

the keyboard. He snapped the laptop,

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

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

your

to hear it screaming in

fish isn’t a goblin. Why would it

cook in the kitchen once. Comparing dealing with the fish, she’d rather believe that he would

at

in silence,

waves of black smoke above

think they

came out of the kitchen with a

tried hard to bite her lower

her a cold glance,

he turned around and strode into his

holding back any