Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Half an hour later, the white car stopped in front of the apartment.

Stella got off. When she was heading into the community, she saw the wretched man’s car was pulled over on the roadside.

She wondered why he had arrived earlier than she did.

When Stella curled her lips, the door of the Rolls-Royce was opened. She saw the man’s tall and strong figure.

Clarence cast her a glance calmly, “Why are you running so fast?”

Stella answered seriously, “Going home for dinner.”

“That’s good. I haven’t had it either. Let’s have dinner together.”

Stella was speechless.

She said crossly, “Mr. Conrad, don’t you have your own home?”

Clarence turned around and walked forward slowly, “A home is called home with family. Otherwise, it’s only a cold house.”

“Mr. Conrad, are you studying the family affection recently?”

Clarence ignored her. Standing in front of the building entrance, with a hand in his trousers pocket, he slightly tilted his head, hinting at her to open the door.

Stella inhaled deeply, taking the card from the bag.

After the door was unlocked, Clarence pushed the door open and let her in first.

Stella said, “Mr. Conrad, I didn’t know you are such a gentleman before.”

Clarence raised his eyebrows, “It depends on whom I’m with.”

After walking out of the elevator, Stella entered the passcode to open the door of her apartment. As soon as she pushed the door open, Sherry’s voice was heard from the inside, “Stella, how did your date with Emmett go? Have you...”

Sherry hadn’t finished her words. When she saw the wretched man behind Stella, she suddenly stopped.

Then she let out a hollow laugh and turned around, “Ah, I’m so sleepy suddenly. I’m going to bed now!”

trotted back to

away his laptop and picked up the bag. He stood up and said, “I’m

forehead, Stella heaved a

two left in the living room, Stella said, “Mr. Conrad, now you know how

asked, “Are you sure they

Stella gritted her teeth. She was not in the mood to talk nonsense with

fridge, only to find two

a feast.

the noodle soup with fried tomato and eggs

the noodle soup, Clarence had been sitting at the

come upstairs for dinner because I used to stay in Ms. Anderson’s house without paying

up his lips, “Ehn. I

have said so. Probably, he truly misunderstood it after she had said

kitchen again and took out her own bowel. She sat

looked over at her, “Why are you

didn’t raise her head and answered casually, “I’m on

you eat noodles so late

Stella choked up.

looked into his eyes expressionlessly, “Mr. Conrad, if you don’t want to eat it,

“I’m afraid you’ll be

She had explained several times that she used to eat a lot because she was pregnant at

was angry, Clarence said calmly, “Go ahead with

been hungry for a whole night. She drank some champagne, so her tummy was a bit uncomfortable. After eating the small bowl

asked, “Why

didn’t expect that he would suddenly ask her about it. After a moment of

so tolerant

tolerate her up to three times, but

Clarence choked up.

seconds later, he burst

laughed out. She felt a bit embarrassed, and her ears were blushed with burning heat, “What... what’s so fun about it? Didn’t

coughed, holding back his laughter. He said

by his laughter. She immediately stood up, cleaned up the table,

dishes, she