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?"

for Daphne to react, Donald had

sofa and looked at his

...

two days, meeting people related to

was evident that the injuries were

helpless and even advised Steve's wife, but she smiled and refused, stating that it was an accidental

hospital, he went through the admission

one would have believed that

arriving home at midnight every day, Daphne

Daphne sat in front of her computer, sorting out the

one

should have had a terrible time over 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 he help defend him? Could he

was lost in

picked up her phone to see if it had

double-checked, but

the balcony window and looked out, finding the whole complex

wiring was ageing, and occasionally it would trip two or

overthink it and planned to

just walked into

should be the two guards protecting her, as

few days, Daphne had also briefly talked with

the door and was about to twist the handle when she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out often. It will recover in the

be silent for a while

you for your hard

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

door handle tightened,

sent always followed her out of sight, never coming to talk to her

the past two days, she felt that

withdrew her hand and immediately said, "Wait a

to dial Stella's phone, her hand

the whole neighborhood was without electricity.

walked to the balcony and finally