Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Emmett walked Stella to her room door and gave her the room card. “Stella, I’m staying opposite your room. I’ll come to find you if it’s time to go downstairs.”

Stella smiled and nodded in agreement. “Okay. Thanks.”

After entering her room, Stella put down her suitcase, washed her face in the bathroom, and walked to the balcony to enjoy the breeze.

Her room was facing the artificial lake. From afar, the lake looked prettier. Under the sunshine, it looked as if there were countless small diamonds on its surface, dazzling.

Stella shook her head to get those messy thoughts out of her mind.

Under the bright sunlight, she stretched, feeling quite cozy. When she turned around, she found a man standing on the balcony next door.

Stella gaped.

Her stretch was stopped halfway and her hands were in the mid-air. She stiffed.

However, Clarence seemed not to see her at all. He looked ahead expressionlessly.

Stella slowly put down her hands. Her lips parted as if she was wondering if she should greet him.

For such a matter that happened with an extremely small possibility, Stella didn’t think it was a coincidence.

It happened as if someone had done it so deliberately.

She couldn’t help but wonder what the wretched man doing again.

He couldn’t stop it, could he?

Stella walked up to him. “Mr. Conrad...”

“By the way, Mr. Conrad, these are the annual financial statement of this retort and the development plan next year. We want to build a water amusement park next to the artificial lake, increasing more facilities,” a man reported to Clarence.

Stella gaped at the scene.

Right then, the man also seemed to have seen her. He turned around and asked politely, “Excuse me, Ma’am. I’m the manager of this hotel. What can I do for you?”

“Oh, no. Thanks. Sorry for interrupting you.”

to her room, feeling

so fortunate that she hadn’t finished her words to

that wretched man would ironically

On the balcony.

financial statement in front of him. Then he

manager added, “Mr. Conrad, what do you think about

Clarence glanced at the empty balcony next door. Then he looked at

expected that Clarence would give this suggestion. After a short period of surprise, he reacted quickly and answered, “Yes,

tidied his sleeves and walked

door and walked in. “Mr. Conrad, I’ve found

sat on the sofa, his slender fingers knocking at

are not mandatory. At seven o’clock, they’ll hold the annual party in the banquet hall. Tomorrow

“Have

nodded. “Mr. Conrad, please rest assured. I’ve already informed all

look out of the window, lost

...

feel less embarrassed until she had soaked her face into the cold water. She wondered probably it was because

put on her clothes and aimed to take

much to her surprise, she happened to meet the hotel manager who just finished reporting

her,

pressed her lips into a smile. Leaning against the

me, Sir. Is your hotel run by Conrad

hearing it, the manager turned to her and

the balcony. With uncertainty,

let out a hollow laugh. “I’ve met him

wasn’t weird for her to know Mr. Conrad. He stopped asking more and change the subject at random, “Besides

she

“Last night.”

the manager didn’t tell her that Mr. Conrad had never been here personally for the inspection

when Mr. Conrad arrived, all employees

fine. Mr. Conrad only asked them to

heard that Clarence had arrived the previous night, the last doubt

encountered him on such a small