Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

One month later, the temperature gradually dropped. It was the early winter in City N.

The fallen ginkgo leaves covered the whole street. With the wind and drizzling, it brought a chill.

The modeling of the new studio was ongoing. According to their original plan, they could move in by the end of this month.

Probably it was because of the temperature drop. Stella had been feeling dizzy and sickened in the past few days. She was pretty spiritless.

It didn’t feel so serious as having a cold. Hence, she didn’t want to take any medicine.

However, she had no appetite, feeling weakened.

Sherry was idle in one afternoon, so she went to Stella’s office, eating snacks while nestling on the sofa. “Stella, have you noticed this winter isn’t cold?” she asked while munching.

Stella lowered her head to draw the draft. “It seems so, but this isn’t the coldest period of time.”

Sherry said, “Right. The doctor’s medicine works. I’ve stopped taking it for a while, but I still feel spirited. My mother also said her legs didn't ache anymore... Gee... This plum is too sour.”

While she spoke, she spat a green plum with a frown.

Stella looked back at her and then look at the plums on her desk. “Is it sour? I think it’s just all right.”

Sherry immediately pressed some food into her mouth to get rid of the sourness. While shivering, she said, “My teeth ache because of it. It’s too sour.”

Stella put her pen and walked over. Then she took out a plum from the bag in front of Sherry and put it into her mouth.

She thought it was just OK, not sour at all.

Seeing that she looked so calm while having it, Sherry swallowed her saliva.

She took a piece of chocolate, but her teeth ached again because of the sweetness. Covering her cheek, she said, “There must be something wrong with my teeth. I need to see a dentist recently.”

Stella also pulled out a piece of chocolate and took a bite. After a few seconds of silence, she said, “It’s not your tooth problem. This chocolate is way too sweet.”

She couldn’t even swallow it. Being it over, she spat it into the trash can.

Sherry checked the chocolate brand and tossed it away. “I won’t buy this anymore. It’s getting sweeter and sweeter.”

the convenience store downstairs. She hesitated for a while but

addicted to this

didn’t have much appetite and Clarence wouldn’t come home for dinner, Stella ate

finished the

she was sitting in front of the sofa with her legs crossed. Her chin was pressed on the

through the fruit plate on the tea table. “Did you have this for dinner?”

and muffled, “I

you have for

clay pot with Sherry.” As she spoke, she turned

in a low voice,

the plum kernel and opened another bag. She raised her head,

have one, so she generously passed the plum in

lowered his head, and

couldn’t

frowned slightly, his Adam’s apple kept bobbing, and blue veins

a low voice, “Don’t you

spat the plum kernel. His tongue tip pressed his upper jaw in soreness. Looking

Stella was wordless.

sour? But I feel it’s just all right. Sherry also said it was sour earlier. I thought she just didn’t

“It was so sour that I thought you aimed

one for herself. “I don’t have many left. Now I don’t need to share

raised his head, and gulped down to wash away the sourness. He asked, “Aren’t you

said, “Go ahead to take a shower. I still have a bit of work

up another plum, Clarence said, “Don’t overeat. Your

answered, “I know. Go take a

approached her, pecked her on the lips,

had a faint sourness but tasted

draft, she almost finished all the green plums on the

appetite recently. She guessed probably

trance,

to

Clarence happened to put

her enter, Clarence raised his eyebrows. “If I had known you couldn’t wait, I wouldn’t put