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.”

don’t want

Stella finished speaking, she directly lay on the

had to applaud for this

seconds, his tongue rested against his teeth and then he turned around and

while, Stella heard the sound of banging and crackling in the kitchen. She recalled the previous

raised her head and saw Clarence’s tall back under the

she felt a

one hand and just quietly looked at

of his white shirt were rolled up and he was holding

quite far from him, she could feel

Stella watched, she suddenly could

every dog

drunk, she not only was at his mercy but also

been happy but

how many minutes ticked by, Stella slowly withdrew her gaze, took the glass of warm

very soon, a steaming bowl of sobering soup

voice was with a little tension,

black water in the bowl as well as the unknown floating objects.

I don’t…need this, I suddenly feel that I’m actually not

if

wretched man’s manner, Stella felt that if she did not

slowly placed it by her mouth and

fishy taste instantly spread

not help

was drinking something

took the bowl from her

weakly without any strength, “Mr. Conrad, it’s better not to force yourself to do something you’re not good

this, Clarence’s lips curled, “You still want

to correct it, there is no next

seem that you don’t have any discomfort

Mr. Conrad

and was then withdrawn. He frowned in displeasure

one o’clock in the morning. Even if Mr. Conrad doesn’t want

were pursed slightly. After a few seconds,

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