Stella picked up her glass and took a sip of water. She said crossly, “Mr. Conrad, you are so rude.”

Clarence asked without even raising his head, “When did you move?”

Stella was silent.

She was defeated again.

The wretched man’s tongue was always sharp.

After Clarence ordered the dishes, he handed the menu back to the waiter. He turned around and looked at Stella, “Have you sobered up from the hangover?”

Stella believed that he was humiliating her when asking so, “I just had a glass of liquor and felt dizzy. I didn’t get hammered.”

Clarence said, “You are not good at drinking at all. In the future, when I’m not around, don’t drink with others.”

Stella’s lips parted. When she was about to retort, suddenly, she realized that Sherry was still sitting next to them. The latter’s gaze swept between them two, and obviously, she enjoyed watching the scene a lot.

Seeing Stella was silent, Sherry immediately withdrew her gaze, “Just ignore me. You don’t need to care how I feel. I’m here to have lunch only. I can’t see or hear anything else.”

Stella was amazed.

Soon, the dishes were served, so the embarrassment was eased for the time being.

Stella and Sherry ordered the medium-spicy soup, aiming to get sweated.

They enjoyed the meal very much, while Clarence was only drinking water while sitting next to them. He barely ate.

Stella cast him a glance and asked purposely, “Mr. Conrad, why don’t you eat?”

Clarence answered flatly, “Go ahead eating. Ignore me.”

“Okay.”

Stella withdrew her gaze and ignored him.

Shortly after, a waiter came over with a trolley and served a few light dishes.

Sherry and Stella were shocked in silence.

This was the first time that they saw cooked dishes be served in a hotpot restaurant.

made the

at them. He said to Stella, “Feel free to eat if you want. I’m not

her lips. She wouldn’t eat

just felt that the wretched man was something - how could he ordered the

was in the right state of his

utter any sound as the food was way too spicy. Her water was emptied. When she was about to stand up and get herself another glass of water,

that she didn’t keep being polite to him. Directly, she picked up the glass, raised her head, and gulped down half

felt that it was not hotpot food that fulfilled

others, Clarence the wretched man was quite considerate

wonder Stella could fall in love

finishing the hotpot, Stella felt quite cozy and relaxed. She hadn’t been

emotions, the best way was to

a friend of mine asked me for help. I’m taking off now...” Then she waved at Clarence, “Mr.

the last syllable fell off from the tip of

moment,

gaze. The man slightly tilted his

seat, Stella fastened the seat belt.

“He’s on vacation.”

thought he doesn’t have any holiday all

pressed one hand on the steering wheel and turned to

shouldn’t ask me this question. Don’t you know

care

afraid there might be another

to continue troubling her. He just smiled and started the engine.

were not heading back to her

in

Clarence said, “Get off.”

around and unfastened

asked, “Mr. Conrad,

meet Horace Jason? I’m taking you here

Stella choked up.

wondered if he

they stopped at the kid’s

stopped walking and raised his chin to Stella,

children aged five or six. Then her gaze

the same as that she

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