Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Stella gritted her teeth tightly, wondering if he meant that she was not even a human in his opinion.

Before she retorted, Clarence said flatly, “Change your outfit. Have a walk with me.”

“Didn’t you walk around yesterday?”

“You had meals yesterday. Why would you have meals again today?”

Stella couldn’t find her tongue.

What a jerk!

She hurriedly turned around and smashed her door close. Then she locked it from the inside.

Clarence cast a glance at the lock, raising his head. As if he had thought about something, his Adam’s apple bobbed.

He withdrew his gaze and cleared his throat, “I’ll wait for you downstairs. Hurry up.”

Stella’s unhappy voice was heard from the room, “Got it.”

Could he just stop urging her?

If he was in a hurry, why didn’t he just go himself?

Stella still put on another vintage dress from Dolores, the style of which wasn’t favored by Clarence.

In order to make the wretched man wait longer, she slowly put on makeup.

When Stella walked downstairs, Clarence was standing in the yard with his back towards her. With one hand on the pocket of his suit trousers, he stood upright, talking on the phone in English.

His voice was deep and magnetic with traces of chill, quite pleasant to hear.

Sure enough, the wretched man would always look handsome whenever he was hard working.

Two minutes later, Clarence finished the call. He turned around and looked at Stella, who looked away immediately, “Mr. Conrad, sorry for keeping you wait. I...” she said.

Stella thought that Clarence would mock at her again, but he only put the phone into his pocket and said indifferently, “Let’s go.”

All the neighbors joined Evelyn’s tourist team. Usually, they would be sitting outside their houses or along the rivers. Currently, they were all gone, so the whole street was extremely quiet.

The sunshine covered this ancient long street in peace.

Stella was walking by Clarence’s side, keeping a distance from him. From time to time, she kicked a stone on the ground.

end of the street, there was a

used to watch the sunset here every

neighbors of Anqiao Street would play chess or walk around with the caged birds around here. Now since they were gone, it was quiet along the river with only

the river, Clarence stared at the scenery in distance,

standing behind

was almost killed by

could he be

was dizzy, she

find that Clarence had walked down the steps. He was standing next to a

tried to cheer up, walking down

looked at the boat

could get in, a knuckled hand was reached in front

taken aback, looking up at him

of patience, “Why are you standing

and then put

swayed. She lost her

hands around her waist. After a few seconds, he said, “Done

the boat was in the water, and it swayed quite

might fall into the water, Clarence

“Why are you

Stella couldn’t help blaming

the boatman smiled and said, “Mister and Ma’am, the wave is a

wanted to explain. The boat

him, trying her best to distance from

cast her a

was quiet all around. Only the sound of

They could see groups

hands gently skimming through the water. The

enjoying herself, suddenly she heard the man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should

her gaze, looking quite confused, “Mr. Conrad, what

you deliberately put on makeup for

couldn’t find the right word

Mr. Conrad, you are

her, his voice becoming colder,

looked solemn, “You are truly a detail-oriented man. How could you read my mind

her, looking in

the water any longer. She

on the

warm sunshine fell on her as if