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?"

waiting for Daphne to react, Donald had

on the sofa and looked at his back, pausing for two seconds before

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meeting people related to Steve's wife, and checking her previous injury reports

evident that the

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

the admission procedures and paid money, taking good care of her, gentle

no one would have believed that he was

arriving home at midnight every day, Daphne completely forgot about

front of her computer, sorting

the past two days, one could see

a terrible time

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 be

lost in thought, the overhead light

to see if it had

but it

went to the balcony window and looked out,

in was a bit old, the wiring was ageing, and occasionally

overthink it

just walked into the living room, "Miss

guards protecting her, as Stella

few days, Daphne

the door and was about to twist the handle when she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright.

man outside seemed to be silent for a while

for your

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

door handle tightened,

Stella had sent always followed her out

accidental, according to the contact and understanding with them in the past two days, she felt that those two people would not come to

immediately said, "Wait

to dial Stella's phone, her hand holding

the whole neighborhood was without electricity. The signal was

balcony and finally caught a faint