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.”

immediately ran back to

she hadn’t finished her words to

that wretched man would ironically mock her

On the balcony.

through the financial statement in front of him. Then he handed it back

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

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

suggestion. After a short period of surprise, he reacted quickly and answered, “Yes, Mr. Conrad. I’ll ask them to finish the project plan as

his sleeves and walked back to

and walked in. “Mr. Conrad, I’ve found the detailed schedule

sat on the sofa, his slender fingers knocking at his

go boating and do other activities, which are not mandatory. At seven o’clock, they’ll hold the annual party in the banquet hall. Tomorrow morning,

“Have you arranged

Conrad, please rest assured.

and turned to look out

...

until she had soaked her face into the cold water. She wondered probably it was because of herself or

on her clothes and aimed to take

happened to meet the hotel

also recognized her, slightly nodding

smile. Leaning against the wall, she

me, Sir. Is your hotel

the manager turned to her and

he recalled what had happened on the balcony. With uncertainty, he asked,

a hollow laugh. “I’ve met him

weird for her to know Mr. Conrad. He stopped asking more and change the subject

a hesitation, she asked,

“Last night.”

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

Conrad arrived, all employees of

happened in the morning, everything was fine.

the previous night, the last doubt in her mind

encountered him on such a small possibility. She felt so