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?”

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

before enjoying anything here. How about next time? When you have a long vacation, you can come

here.”

“All right. By the way, I met Liam 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 have girlfriends. So disgusting!”

Stella fell into the silence.

Indeed, what would be different if the dumped woman tried her best to retain the man? He would still

hunt other women behind his girlfriend.

She couldn’t help wondering what love meant to some people.

Liam was like this, let alone...

After bitching about Liam for a moment, Sherry asked Stella to take care of herself. Then she hung up

the phone.

Stella put down the phone and reopened the draft book. After a thought, she tore the page off, rolled it

up, and tossed it into the trash bin.

She inhaled, cheered herself up, and started drawing the draft.

Stella was quite immersed in her work. She hadn’t noticed that it was getting darker and darker outside.

After a long while, she heard a few knocks on her door.

Clarence’s expressionless voice was heard, “Stella, are you awake?”

Stella stood up and opened the door reluctantly, “Mr. Conrad, what’s up?”

“Go out for dinner.”

It wasn’t until now did Stella realized that it was dinner time.

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

Clarence looked out of the window, “It’s getting cold at night. Take a coat.”

“Okay.”

Stella went back to get her coat and went downstairs.

Walking out of the house, she saw the Maybach parked at the roadside.

Seeing that Clarence strode over, Stella realized that they may go to a distant place.

The most important was to eat, so she didn’t want to make any trouble to him.

Much to her surprise, when she opened the rear door, Clarence opened the door next to the driver’s

seat.

Stella was taken aback.

Clarence looked over at her unhappily, “Sit in the front.”

Stella closed the rear door in silence, walking to the passenger seat.

On the way, Stella kept looking out of the window. For several times, she wanted to ask Clarence

where they were heading to, but she guessed that he might not answer her. She gave up.

As the car went farther, the scenery outside the car became brighter and vivid.

Looking at the crowds outside, Stella guessed that they must have arrived downtown.

It seemed that the wretched man was so picky in dinner. He drove all the way here.

After Clarence parked the car, Stella followed him, walking forward.

There were a lot of people on the street. Stella was pregnant and she couldn’t walk so fast. Shortly

after, she was bumped away by the passersby and distanced from him.

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

and go home afterward without disturbing him or being disturbed.

However, soon, she heard the man’s cold voice above her head, “Are you a turtle? You are moving so

slowly.”

Stella blurted out, “Are you an ostrich? You are walking so fast.”

Clarence was speechless.

Stella wondered where he was going to take her to. She had been starved long ago. The baby was

also objecting. She felt sickened but couldn’t vomit anything.

Seeing that she looked pale, Clarence pressed his thin lips and didn’t get angry. He said, “We’ll arrive

in about five minutes.”

“Mr. Conrad, if I knew you are so picky in food and would come to this far, I’d rather stay home and ate

some steamed buns instead.”

Clarence pulled a long face, “Stella, don’t push your luck too far.”

Stella ignored him, keeping heading ahead.

Clarence was a half-step away from her, slowly walking beside her.

He blocked the crowds from bumping her again.

Upon realizing it, Stella became more annoyed. Unconsciously, she fastened her pace.

However, after she took a few steps, Clarence’s voice sounded out, “We’ve arrived.”

Stella followed his gaze, only to find the endless bright yellow lights and the ancient booths along the

street.

Different kinds of food, snacks, accessories, toys, and clothes were sold there.

There were so many things.

“Where are we...”

Before she could finish her question, Clarence lifted his foot and walked over.

She knew that the wretched man’s mercy wouldn’t last long.

Standing on the street with the food booths, Clarence looked over at Stella, “What would you like to

eat?”

Stella wouldn’t be polite to him, so she ordered seven to eight kinds of snacks. With good manners,

she asked, “Mr. Conrad, how about you?”

“Mind your own business.”

Stella didn’t retort. She was just asking casually as being polite.

When Stella was about to find a place to sit down, she found that Clarence was standing motionlessly

without the intention to move.

She reminded him kindly, “Mr. Conrad, when the foods are ready, the owners will serve them to us. We

don’t need to wait here.”

Clarence answered, “I knew it.”

Wondering if it was her illusion, Stella seemed to hear faintly the sound that he gritted his teeth.