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.

street, there was a

the

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 a few

at the scenery in

standing behind

killed by

could he be so

Stella was dizzy, she heard Clarence’s voice,

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

tried to cheer up,

late level, she looked at the boat that was distanced

she could get in, a knuckled hand was reached in front

looking

of patience, “Why are you standing there motionlessly? Come

put

slightly swayed. She lost her balance and fell into

waist. After a few seconds, he said,

However, the boat was in the water, and it swayed quite easily. She couldn’t

Stella thought that she might fall into the water,

you acting

couldn’t help blaming

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

her lips and wanted to explain. The boat swayed again, making her

him, trying her best to distance from him as

cast her a glance and

the river. It was quiet all around. Only the sound of wind blowing the

river was quite clear. They could

side of the boat, her hands gently skimming through the water. The cold water made her

indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should know - I’m working, not dating

withdrew her gaze, looking quite confused, “Mr.

on makeup

the right word to

Mr. Conrad, you

at her, his voice becoming

How

looking in another

enjoy skimming the water any longer. She

was rowed on the river in silence.

yawning again. The warm sunshine fell on her