Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 270

Stella simply closed her eyes and just wanted to ignore him.

The moment the wretched man talked about a certain topic, she knew what was he actually planning.

Perhaps because the tipsy feeling of the wine was too intense, on the way back, Stella did not drift off and was just being dazed. She kept feeling that a tendon inside her head was slightly painful.

Not knowing how long it took, the car finally stopped.

Stella slowly opened her eyes and when she was about to open the car door to leave, Clarence’s voice rang out indifferently, “You don’t invite me up to have a rest?”

“…Does Mr. Conrad still need me to invite.”

Clarence raised his eyebrows and did not deny it.

In the elevator, Stella’s slender eyebrows were furrowed as she gently rubbed her temples.

Clarence glanced at her, “You can’t drink but you still want to get drunk like others.”

Stella took a deep breath, who the hell was all this because of?

The door was opened. The living room was quiet. Sherry should have gone to bed.

Stella walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. Just before she was about to drink it, the glass in her hand was snatched away.

Clarence said, “How can you drink cold water in such weather.”

Finished speaking, Clarence took the glass and went into the kitchen.

Not long after, he came out with boiled water and placed it in front of her. He asked without any signs, “How to make a sobering soup.”

Stella was lying on the table. Probably because she did not expect him to say that, she froze before saying, “What?”

Clarence said, “Aren’t you not feeling well.”

Stella laughed dryly twice, “I’m just a little dizzy. I’ll be fine after sleeping, I don’t need to bother Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence stared at her expressionlessly and just repeated, “How to do it.”

want

she directly lay on

applaud for

in place for two seconds, his tongue rested against his teeth and then he

recalled the previous scene in Anqiao Street. She was really afraid that this

head and saw Clarence’s tall

she felt a

supported her chin with one hand and just

the back of the chair opposite her. The cuffs of his white shirt were rolled up

from him, she could

watched, she suddenly

every dog had its

home while being drunk, she not only was at his mercy but also got a series of mockeries despite putting much effort to make sobering soup for

should have been happy but

how many minutes ticked by, Stella slowly withdrew her gaze, took

entered her stomach, very soon, a steaming

with a

bowl as well as the unknown floating objects.

I suddenly feel that I’m actually not that

if you can’t drink

felt that if she did not

both hands, slowly placed

fishy taste instantly spread

help but cough

was drinking something

lips and then took the bowl from her hand. He patted her back with

she said weakly without any strength, “Mr. Conrad, it’s better not to force yourself to do something you’re not good at next time. Otherwise, you’ll have to see me in

Clarence’s lips curled, “You still want me to make it for you

it, there

seem

“Is Mr. Conrad

hand on her back paused and was then withdrawn. He frowned in displeasure

if Mr. Conrad doesn’t

a few seconds,

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