Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

When Daniel was on the way to buy breakfast, he happened to bump into Clarence, who came back home with

breakfast.

They met at the entrance, exchanging a glance with each other.

Daniel said calmly, “Morning, Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence replied, “You act pretty fast.”

Daniel raised his eyebrows and said proudly, “Compared to you, Mr. Conrad, I agree.”

Clarence snorted, not in the mood to retort.

Daniel looked at the food in his hands, resting a hand on his waist. “Mr. Conrad, you’ve bought too much food. Can

you finish it all? Why don’t you share some with me?”

Clarence entered the passcode to unlock the door. “Go buy it yourself.”

With a loud bang, he smashed the door close.

Daniel was wordless.

Stella had already tidied up herself when Clarence walked into the living room. She was drinking a glass of water in

the dining room.

She looked over at Clarence. “Who were you talking to at the door?”

“A beggar.”

Stella was confused.

Clarence paused a bit and completed his words. “It’s Daniel. He asked me to share the breakfast with him. I

rejected him.”

Stella was amused.

His short conclusion did make sense.

Clarence put the food on the dining table. Stella said, “You’ve bought a lot. We can’t finish them all. I'll share some

with Sherry.”

Clarence didn’t refuse again this time. He hummed to agree.

Stella felt quite amazed. While picking up the food, she asked, “Why didn’t you give it to Daniel earlier?”

“I bought them myself. Why would I let him take advantage of me? He must go by himself. I guess he’s arrived

downstairs.”

Stella felt amused again.

Taking the food, she knocked on the next door.

However, Sherry was still sleeping probably. There was no response from the apartment.

Stella entered the passcode and walked. Looking in the direction of the open bedroom, she said, “Sherry, I brought

you some food for breakfast. Call Daniel to let him not buy anything more.”

A few seconds later, Sherry trotted out of the bedroom barefoot. With a slightly blushed face, she stammered,

“Stella, why... why are you here?”

Stella answered, “I brought you breakfast.”

Then she added, “Call Daniel back. I didn’t take my phone with me.”

Sherry asked tentatively, “How did you know he was here?”

“Clarence met him at the entrance on the way back just now.”

Sherry was wordless.

Stella turned to look at her, only to find Sherry looked sleepy as she kept yawning. She said, “You should sleep in

after breakfast, honey. You can go to work later this morning.”

Upon hearing her words, Sherry became spirited instantly. “No, thanks, Stella. I’m not sleepy at all. I can go to work

after breakfast.”

She sounded so determined, afraid Stella would think she had done something last night that exhausted her.

Although she was unwilling to admit it, she had been ratted out by the mess in the living room and the bite marks

on her body.

Stella smiled and didn’t continue this subject. She said, “I need to go now. Hurry up and eat the food when it’s still

warm. Remember to call Daniel back.”

Sherry nodded. “Sure. Thanks, Stella.”

When receiving Sherry’s call, Daniel had arrived at the breakfast shop and told the owner what he wanted to order.

After hanging up the phone, he kept silent for a few seconds and said to the owner, “I’m sorry. I don’t want them.”

The owner threw him an unfriendly glance while putting down the milk.

Daniel coughed and apologized again before turning away quickly.

...

In the afternoon, Sherry was idle, so she went to take a look at the new studio with Stella.

When she entered the door, she said in amazement, “I knew it’s massive when seeing the photos that you sent to

me. I didn’t expect this is one time larger than I had imagined.”

Stella said, “There’s space upstairs as well. I’ve taken a look. We can have two individual photo studios.”

“For real?”

Sherry’s eyes lit up. Her current photo studio was too small. She had longed for having a bigger one for a long time.

Stella nodded. “Go ahead and check it on upstairs.”

While walking, Sherry said, “I’ve never dreamed about having a studio in this kind of location. When I first started

my career in photography, it was good enough for me to be an independent photographer. I had never thought

about those things.”

Stella said, “I thought the same as you yesterday.”

Sherry said, “Anyway, we've worked hard to achieve this. Without you, there wouldn't be me.”

“What are you talking about? We're in this together, aren't we?”

Sherry giggled. “Finally, we kept the promise of getting rich and famous together.”

Standing in front of the French window of the second floor, they could see a long street lined with shops on both

sides.

The sunlight shone through the window, almost illuminating the whole room.

It was warm and bright.

Sherry asked, “Let’s rent this one.”

Stella agreed, “Sure. I’ll call the agent over to sign the contract.”

When signing the contract, Donald heard it from nowhere and came to join the fun.

He was wearing a tailored suit and a glass of golden-rimmed glasses. He held a pen with his law firm’s logo.

When Donald was reading the contract, the agent stood aside with trembling hands, afraid there might be

something wrong with the contract.

Fortunately, Donald only found a few tiny problems. The agent agreed to put it in the additional conditions.

Then the agent called the client to confirm the conditions. The other party agreed.

Soon, the contract was signed.

It was a ten-year lease.

After the agent was gone, Stella asked, “Why are you here, Donald?”

Donald put away his pen. “I’m the half business partner of your studio. Of course, I should attend such an important

occasion.”

Sherry asked in confusion, “Since when did you become a half partner?”

Donald answered, “Without me, could the publicity, promotion, and commercial go so smoothly?”

Sherry clicked her tongue and didn’t retort.

Without him, neither she nor Stella could do those things alone.

Donald looked around and said happily, “This place is pretty nice. After the remodeling, it’ll be eye-catching.”

Sherry pointed out the sun outside. “Isn’t it eye-catching enough?”

Donald was wordless.

Stella chimed in, “All right. What do you want? Tell us directly.”

Donald was always worry-free, enjoying the freedom a lot. If there hadn’t been any issue, he wouldn’t have come

to her.

Since Stella exposed his intention, Donald pushed up the glass on his nose bridge. “Are you familiar with the report

surnamed Aldrich in City N Press?”

Stella said, “Sort of. Why?”

Donald asked, “Can you ask her on my behalf that whether she plans to beat me? Otherwise, why does she often

show up in front of me without saying anything?

Stella and Sherry gaped at him.