Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

When Sherry was still appreciating it in her heart, the door beside her was suddenly pushed open.

Without hesitation, Sherry closed the door behind him as quick as she could and then looked at him

with a smile.

Daniel took a glance at the closed door and then at Sherry, “I seemed to hear someone talking just

now. Did your friend visit you?”

Sherry made an excuse, “Nope. Maybe Stella is watching TV and you misheard it.”

Sherry wasn’t sure whether Daniel was convinced or not. When he was about to go back, he paused

and looked at Sherry again, “Why are you standing at the door? Why don’t you go back?”

“Oh…” Sherry quickly racked her mind, “Didn’t you invite me to your house to have canned food

together? I suddenly felt hungry and wanted to find you.”

Daniel was rendered speechless.

Sherry was satisfied with the excuse as even she herself thought it perfect.

Before Daniel could react, Sherry had walked to him, “I haven’t tried canned food. You even missed

your canned food when going to the restaurant with me. I guess that it must taste good. I really look

forward to it.”

Daniel covered his mouth with one fist and coughed, “You… Please take a seat first.”

He pulled open the door of the refrigerator and felt him temples thumping when he saw the scene.

What a frustrated excuse.

Seeing that Daniel was motionless, Sherry asked with concern, “What’s wrong? Do you need my

help?”

Daniel closed the door of the refrigerator, “Seems like I’ve finished the canned food. Let me order some

take-outs.”

Sherry blinked her eyes, “No problem.”

She agreed to it without a second thought, so Daniel could only pick up his phone. He asked, “What

would you like?”

“I can eat anything. Just order some food casually.”

Sherry wouldn’t care about it even Daniel would think that she was cheeky.

After all, she couldn’t come back now. And she would rather stay in Daniel’s home cheekily than

squatting at the door of her house.

After ordering the take-outs, Daniel poured a glass of water and handed it to Sherry, “Would you like to

call your friend here?”

Sherry hurriedly replied, “She’s working hard to lose weight and she doesn’t want to eat anything in the

evening.”

Daniel smiled lightly and sat down beside her. He didn’t say anything else.

Holding the glass of water, Sherry stole a glance at Daniel from time to time. Since Daniel and Emmett

were friends, she mustn’t let Daniel know that Clarence was now in her house as he was here to find

Stella. Otherwise, it would easily cause misunderstanding even though nothing happened between

Stella and Clarence.

Sensing her gaze, Daniel looked up, “What’s the matter.”

“No… Nothing.”

Sherry withdrew her lines of sights and slowly took a sip of the water.

As long as she didn’t feel it awkward, the one felt it awkward would be Daniel.

As expected, after a short while, Daniel found an excuse and went to the study.

…

In the living room…

With an expressionless face, Stella watched Clarence eating the fishes and began to ponder about the

possibility of resorting to physical methods to drive him out of the house.

The answer was: It was impossible.

It seemed like there was a huge gap between man and woman in strength in nature.

Moreover, the man in front of her was a cheeky wretched man.

She could only drop the idea.

Stella didn’t want to stay here any longer because she felt the air here stifling.

When she was about to stand up and come back to her bedroom, a spoon was reached out to her

mouth.

Stella subconsciously leaned backwards. Looking at the man who approached her out of the blue

vigilantly, she asked, “What do you want to do again?”

Clarence looked down at the spoon in his hand and said concisely, “Eat it.”

“I don’t…”

“I will leave if you finish it.”

It was really a tempting excuse and Stella felt it hard to refuse it.”

After weighting the advantage and the disadvantage in her heart, Stella decided to agree to it. But

when she reached out to the spoon, Clarence said, “Open your mouth.”

Stella was very reluctant, “I can eat it by myself.”

Clarence didn’t reply and simply looked at her calmly with his black eyes.

Stella, “…”

She turned her head aside, “I don’t want to eat it now.”

Who was he threatening? Did she think that she was so meek?

Clarence licked his lips, “Or do you want me to feed you with my mouth?”

Stella was rendered speechless. She knitted her brows tightly, feeling disgusted, “Is there any problem

with your brain?”

“Then hurry up to finish it.”

Stella looked at him angrily. She compressed her lips tightly and clenched her fists.

Clarence fixed his black eyes on her. Several seconds later, he suddenly leaned towards her.

Stella was startled and hurriedly swallowed the soup in the spoon.

When seeing this, Clarence curled his lips into a smile and scooped up a spoon of soup again.

Stella gritted her teeth. She had no other choice and could only finish the soup one spoon after

another.

None of them spoke during this process.

The ambience in the room became a bit weird as a touch of inexplicit romance was added.

Stella, who was originally very fretful, gradually calmed down. She simply looked at him calmly,

seeming to be lost in her thoughts.

When she finished the soup, Clarence extracted a tissue from the box on the table and wiped her

mouth.

His slender gently caressed her lips and she could even felt his temperature.

Stella was a bit stunned. She looked up, wanting to say smoothing, but her eyes met with his black

calm eyes at the next moment.

She had to admit that this wretched man was really good-looking.

He looked especially handsome when he was so gentle to her.

Stella once longed for such kind of gentleness.

But at that time, she could only get his sneers and satires.

It was a weird rule: You would not get the thing when you desired for it; but when you drop the idea, it

would come to you. He was now pestering her and she had no means to drive him away.

Clarence slightly lifted his brows, “Are you stunned by me?”

Stella quickly pulled herself back to the reality when she heard the words. She slapped away the hand

in front of her and said in a cold voice, “Mr. Conrad, can you leave now?”

Clarence chuckled, “You change your attitude so abruptly.”

Stella, “…”

Clarence didn’t care about her words at all.

He said slowly, “What would you like to eat tomorrow? I will send them here.”

Stella stared at him and said in a serious tone, “Mr. Conrad, I have a question. What are you doing

recently?”

Clarence asked, “Isn’t it obvious?”

“Mr. Conrad, please make it clear.”

“I considered it again and decided to give you the last chance.”

“…”

She should thank him for his generousness.

Stella said, “Mr. Conrad, didn’t you say that I won’t have an opportunity again?”

Clarence replied shortly, “It’s a rare opportunity. Do cherish it.”

Stella tried to suppress her anger, but failed. When she was about to curse at him, Clarence said, “But

Vincent told me that for such kind of thing, it’s useless to express it verbally only. And I have let you feel

it.”

Clarence twitched her lips. Vincent, right? She would remember his ‘kindnesses.

“Mr. Conrad, I think that you shouldn’t listen to other people’s opinion of this matter. You should follow

your heart. How can you change the principle that you’ve been adhering to because of other people’s

words?”