Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Clarence handed over her mobile and said lightly, “Salesperson.”

“Why did you talk so long with a salesperson then?” Stella doubted.

“I explained to him the country economics’ direction this year.”

Stella, “…” Stella was speechless; she didn’t know what to say.

“Stella, Mr. Conrad… the foods are getting cold,” someone shouted.

Stella kept her mobile aside, “Let’s go.”

While sitting, Clarence glanced at ‘Little Rabbit’ who was enjoying his food, raised his chin and said, “Move a bit to that side.”

‘Little Rabbit’ looked at him angrily, clenched his fists, thought about their power differences and gave in.

Stella was astonished by his action, “Why do you bully a child?”

“I’m giving him a lesson on how to survive in the real world.” Clarence defended.

Stella chose to ignore him and gave ‘Little Rabbit’ a few more skewers of food.

He took it as he ate, “Thanks Stella.”

Sherry beside him mocked, “Look at your hungry face, you had lunch didn’t you?”

“This is the respect we should give to the food.”

Everyone, “…”

After dinner, someone suggested playing a small game and the punishment for losers was singing.

In the end, it was still the two that rejected.

‘Little Rabbit’ claimed he had school work to do while Clarence said he needed to answer a call from work.

When he was back, he saw Stella who sat smiling in the crowd around the fire, her smile was as bright as a shiny star and she became the center of attraction.

Clarence stood and gazed at her with his lips lifted.

“Clarence, you like Stella don’t you?” ‘Little Rabbit’ interrupted out of a sudden.

his sight from Stella to

way you look at her.” Little Rabbit’s tone

Clarence said, “She’s

it doesn’t look like

moved his lips and smiled, “Are

Rabbit’ defended, “You’ve mistaken,

fact is you need a

what he said; she

situation; he immediately hid behind Stella and

out a chuckle; he looked at the little kid as a sign of warning to

barbecue feast and played games, it

tidied up the place, kept everything in the car

numbers of people were the same, so they went back

car couldn’t keep up with Clarence’s speed but couldn’t ask

a while,

and grabbed ‘Little Rabbit’ by his

“Thank you, Mr.

that he might bully the kid again so she gave him her number and stroke his

you, Stella, goodbye.” He waved at Sherry

smile,

disappeared into

black Rolls Royce, Clarence asked,

bag tightly, “Drop me at any station and I can go

“Are you joking? I’m in such a good mood, let me show you a magic trick, shut your eyes and you’ll be home when

Rabbits chubby face stiffened and didn’t say a

on the gas pedal

front of

hands on the bag

him, “Too afraid to

can go home by myself,” ‘Little Rabbit’

the door and began running, but

the air with a reddened face,

I

“Alright.”

Clarence put him down.

the floor, patted away the dust, put