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

Stella finished speaking, she directly lay on the

to applaud for this

against his teeth and then

recalled the previous scene in Anqiao

saw Clarence’s tall back

she felt a

supported her chin with one hand and just quietly looked at him like

of his white shirt were rolled up and he

could feel that he was not fit to

Stella watched, she suddenly could not

every dog had its

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 for some reason, she could not be

slowly withdrew her gaze, took the glass of warm water in front of her and took a

very soon, a steaming bowl of sobering

with a

water in the bowl as well as the unknown floating objects. She instantly felt that she was

this, I suddenly feel that I’m actually not that

if you can’t drink it,

wretched man’s manner, Stella felt that if she did not drink, he might pour it directly

hands, slowly placed it by her mouth

and fishy taste instantly spread

could not help

was drinking

from her hand. He patted her back with another

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

still want me to make it for

it, there is

you’re so spirited, it does seem

Mr. Conrad still

withdrawn. He frowned in displeasure while saying, “You’re so keen

in the morning. Even if Mr. Conrad doesn’t want to sleep,

After a few seconds, he said, “You can sleep with

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