Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Staring at her, Donald lowered his head and smiled.

Although they made things clear, the air was awkward and silent.

For Daphne, Donald was once light in a dark world, and she had chased his footsteps to get to where she was now.

Because of the past communication, she would always choose to trust him unconditionally.

It was so subtle that she never thought about what precisely the emotion was.

Not long ago, Donald suddenly asked if she had a crush on him.

Was this a crush?

She couldn't say.

Daphne grabbed a pillow, put it in her arms to hide her nervousness, and tentatively said, "It's quite late. You have to work tomorrow. How about going back and rest?"

Donald coughed and looked up at her, "You're not doing the interview?"

Daphne remembered that there was an interview to be done. She looked back at the computer and hesitated, "No, it's so late today that it will disturb you."

Seeing her slightly red and bloodshot eyes, "I'm fine, but you should get some rest."

Realizing what he was referring to, Daphne subconsciously rubbed her eyes.

Donald got up, "You were scared last night. Have a good sleep today. My time is always reserved for you. Call me directly if you want an interview."

Daphne looked up at him, a little surprised. "Really?"

"Of course. Why would I lie to you?"

"Thank you."

Donald smiled, then raised the pen cap in front of her, "This is mine. I'll take it."

Daphne was slightly stunned and was about to say something when Donald continued, "Didn't I say that you can call me directly?"

Daphne to react, Donald had

at his back, pausing for two seconds

...

busy going to the places for the next two days, meeting people

that the injuries were

even advised Steve's wife, but she smiled and refused,

Steve accompanied her to the hospital, he went through the admission

would have believed that he was

at midnight every

in front of her

alone in the past two days, one could

wife should have had a terrible time over the

the conversation she had last time downstairs in Steve's studio, it seemed that Donald knew that Steve was not a good person, so why on earth would

was lost in thought, the overhead light suddenly

to

but it

window and looked out, finding

old, the wiring was ageing, and occasionally it would trip

overthink it and

a knock sounded, she had just walked into the living

guards protecting her, as Stella

few days, Daphne had also briefly talked

and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out often.

silent for a

for your

man's voice continued, "It's too dark outside. Do you have a

door handle tightened, feeling

out of sight, never

contact and understanding with them in the past two days, she felt

and immediately said, "Wait a minute. I'll go look

that, she turned around and tried to dial Stella's phone, her hand

without electricity.

the balcony and