Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again

Clarence didn’t spare her a glance. Withdrawing his hand, he strode on the step.

Stella followed him for a few steps. Then she asked, “Mr. Conrad, do you want to go to any other places? If not, I gotta go home.”

“Hasn’t anyone told you to exercise more after being pregnant?”

Stella answered seriously, “My doctor told me to have more rest, leaving those disgusting people and matters alone.”

Clarence cast her an indifferent glance.

“Of course, I feel physically and mentally delighted with being with you, Mr. Conrad. Where else do you want to go? Let’s go there and come back as soon as possible. Otherwise, it’ll get dark soon.”

Looking at her hypocritical smile, Clarence snorted, “Nowhere.”

Stella exhaled. She was delighted.

It seemed the way back was shorter than the way when they came here. Shortly, they arrived at the door of the house.

Stella said, “Mr. Conrad, I’m going upstairs. If you need anything, please let me know.”

As she spoke, she trotted away before Clarence answered.

Back to her room, Stella sat in front of the bed. She opened the draft, ready to continue drawing. However, she raised the pen but couldn’t make a brush after a long time.

Currently, the scene that Clarence was standing in the stern of the boat and reading out his hand to her flashed through her mind.

...

After the last brush, Stella signed her name on it.

She put down and stretched. Sherry’s call was coming in.

Sherry said, “Hello, Stella, my darling. What are you doing?”

Stella was about to answer. She looked down and saw the picture on her desk. Probably she felt guilty, she closed the draft book and put on a wry smile, “Nothing... I’m drawing the design draft casually. What’s up?”

Fortunately, Sherry didn’t sense anything wrong with her voice. She said, “I’m so bored alone in City N. Tomorrow is the weekend. How about I go to find you? The scenery photos you took looked quite nice.”

Before considering it, Stella subconsciously said, “Please don’t.”

Sherry was confused, “Why? What’s wrong?”

meant... It’s quite far away from City N indeed. You only have two days, and you need to rush back before

Keith a few days ago. He’s so in love with that bitch. A few weeks ago, he looked as if he couldn’t live without me. Jesus! Men are jerks. They always hunt for women even if they

into the

if the dumped woman tried her best to retain the man? He would still hunt

help wondering what love meant to some

was like this, let

Stella to take care of

down the phone and reopened the draft book. After a thought, she tore the page

cheered herself up, and started drawing

was quite immersed in her work. She hadn’t

heard

was heard, “Stella,

and opened the door reluctantly,

“Go out for dinner.”

until now did Stella realized that

wretched man was unwilling to dine out for lunch. She wondered why he was willing to go out

looked out of the window, “It’s

“Okay.”

went back to get her coat

out of the house, she saw the Maybach parked

realized that they may go to a distant

was to eat, so she didn’t want to make

she opened the rear door, Clarence opened the

Stella was taken aback.

at her unhappily,

in silence, walking to the

several times, she wanted to ask Clarence where they were heading to, but she guessed that he might not answer

the scenery outside the car became brighter

outside, Stella guessed that they must have arrived

so picky in dinner. He drove all

the car, Stella

couldn’t walk so fast. Shortly after, she was bumped away by

didn’t worry at all. It was not a bad thing that they were separate. She could have dinner by herself and

man’s cold voice above her head, “Are you a turtle? You are

“Are you an ostrich? You are walking so

Clarence was speechless.