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 it over

slightly. After nodding at

After a long while, she stopped coughing, “Mr. Conrad...

and building of the hotel resort will be completed within

Stella shut up.

hoped that he

home. Clarence was working in the yard. Stella originally wanted to go back to her room and

a bit pissed, “Mr. Conrad, I’m

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

Then she said, “Mr. Conrad, a

one took advantage of the other one, he or she couldn’t criticize the other party or

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

take them two days

said, “Stella, you and Clare can dine out these days. Don’t fight

long while, “Ms. Anderson, have

harshly but he’s soft-hearted. You

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

pushed by the law? How come God punished her to stay with Clarence alone for two days and

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

asked, “Can’t you

when smelling

paused his fingers that were dancing on the keyboard. He snapped the laptop, stood

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

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

of your business.

to hear

“This fish isn’t a goblin. Why

cook in the kitchen once. Comparing dealing with the fish, she’d rather

at

agreed in silence, leaving the kitchen

after, she saw waves of black smoke above

might think they were cooking using the

a livid face. A lot

bite her

cast her a cold glance,

turned around and strode into his

help holding back any longer. She burst