Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After parting with Emmett, Stella just sat in her car when receiving a call from Clarence.

The man’s voice sounded a bit unhappy, “Where are you now?”

Stella answered when fastening the seat belt, “Having lunch.”

“What are you having?”

Stella took a glance at the restaurant nearby at random and told him the name.

Clarence asked, “When are you going back?”

Stella suddenly had a thought, aiming to tease the wretched man. She purposely answered, “I don’t

know yet. We’ll also go see a movie after lunch.”

“Will you also go shopping after seeing the movie?”

“How did you know it?”

“That’s a good plan.”

Before Stella spoke again, the door next to the passenger seat was knocked.

She turned around, falling into the silence for a long while.

It was way too embarrassing.

If she had known it, she wouldn’t have faked those things earlier.

Stella curled her lips, put away the phone, and pressed the lock on the door.

Then the door was opened, and Clarence sat in.

Stella asked, “Why are you here?”

Clarence raised his brows and looked at her, “If I weren’t here, would you plan to go see a movie

alone?”

Stella didn’t answer.

She wished the wretched man to shush.

She let out a hollow laugh, “I was just kidding. I need to go back to the studio. Mr. Conrad...”

Before she could finish her words, Sherry called her on the phone.

She said, “Stella, are you done over there?”

“Soon. I’ll be right...”

“No worries. Don’t rush. I’m calling to tell you that the electric cable outside of our studio was broken

during the construction. The electricity is out. It won’t be repaired until the evening. I’ve already sent the

girls home. You can take this chance to have a rest.”

Stella was shocked.

How could it be so coincident?

After hanging up the phone, she looked t Clarence, her eyes full of suspicion, “Have you done it?”

“In your heart, am I that low-quality?”

“Well...”

‘Almost,’ she said inwardly.

Then she decided to go see a movie.

Stella tabbed the map app on her cell phone, searching a nearby movie theater.

She asked, “Mr. Conrad, which movie would you like to see?”

Clarence answered, “Choose the one you like.”

Stella found a cartoon that was just on a few days ago, the painting style of which was quite lovely and

curing. She bought two tickets online.

...

After seeing the movie and having dinner, Stella felt her waist quite sore, wondering if it was because

that she didn’t sleep well last night. Hence, she wanted to go home directly. Nothing was interesting for

shopping in the mall, anyway.

Clarence, however, pulled her into a luxury store. He pointed at a few things at random, “Except for

those things, pack all the rest according to her size.”

All the saleswomen answered immediately.

Stella tugged the hemline of his coat, “What are you doing? I have enough clothes.”

Clarence said, “I gave you a ride to the Steward’s when you moved in. How can I don’t know how much

luggage you have?”

She didn’t have many clothes to wear.

“But...”

She didn’t need that much.

After buying the clothes, Clarence dragged her into the jewelry store next door. He walked around but

found nothing that he liked. He said, “Forget it. I’ll ask Nathan to send you some tomorrow.”

Stella was taken aback. Then she realized that he was referring to the jewelry that she had returned to

him last time.

Suddenly, she asked, “Did you do anything guilty? Otherwise, why do you treat me so well suddenly?”

Clarence wasn’t quite happy with her question. He asked, “Don’t I treat you well always?”

Stella was rendered speechless.

However, he was treating her extremely well today.

He had bought too many clothes, Stella couldn’t take them along at all. Clarence asked the store to

deliver them directly to Steward’s house.

Out of the shopping mall, Clarence sat on the driver’s seat and asked, “Where else would you like to

go?”

“No, thanks. I want to go home. I have a pain on my waist.”

As soon as he heard that, Clarence looked over, his eyes becoming meaningful, “A pain on your

waist?”

He implied that he didn’t do anything last night.

Stella closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, “I’ve slept on the sofa for a whole night. Of course, my waist

would hurt. What kind of nasty mind do you always have?”

Clarence withdrew his gaze on her, curling up his lips slightly.

Half an hour later, the car was parked at the entrance of Steward’s house.

Clarence unfastened the seat belt and got off. Stella looked around and asked, “How will you go home

then?”

“Nathan will come over to pick me up.” As he spoke, Clarence tilted his head to look at her, “Or, you

can also invite me to pay you a visit inside.”

“Bye!” Stella walked to the driver’s seat and was about to sit in. She paused a bit and said, “I’d better

leave until Nathan has come.”

Clarence stared at her with a smile, “Reluctant to leave me alone?”

Stella seriously answered, “I’m afraid that you’ll be mistaken as a thief if you are standing here alone.”

“Is there any thief as handsome as me?”

Upon hearing it, Stella suddenly recalled that Clarence said even if he were a thief, he should be the

thief stealing women’s hearts.

She couldn’t help but laugh out. When the wretched man said such kind of words, he even didn’t blush.

Seeing that, Clarence pressed his teeth with the tip of the tongue. He lowered his voice and asked,

“What are you laughing about?”

Stella raised her head to look into his eyes, “Am I not allowed to laugh? I...”

Before she could finish her words, her lips were sealed.

The man swallowed all her laughter.

Stella didn’t expect that Clarence would be so bold. He even had done such a thing at the gate of

Steward’s house. She reached out and hit his chest a few times, trying to push him away.

However, Clarence easily gripped her wrists, pressed her against the door of the car, and deepened his

kiss.

Right then, a dazzling light came over. They heard a long honk of the car.

Clarence let go of Stella, pulled her behind his back, and blocked the light.

Phoebe was sitting in her car, watching the scene expressionlessly.

After a few seconds, she pushed the door open and walked to them. She asked indifferently, “Clarence,

are you sending Ms. Radomil home?”

Clarence asked, “Isn’t it obvious enough?”

Phoebe slightly inhaled, looking a bit annoyed.

Stella was silent for a moment. It turned out that Phoebe wasn’t so skilled. How could she compare to

Clarence in terms of mocking others?

After a few seconds, Phoebe said to Stella, “Since Clarence has arrived at the door, why didn’t you

invite him to go inside?”

Stella faintly smiled, “He’s quite busy. He’s leaving soon.”

Phoebe smiled ironically, “I thought that I can’t invite Clarence in, but you might be different, Ms.

Radomil. It turns out...”

Clarence calmly interrupted her, “Ms. Steward, since you said so, I must pay you a visit some other

day.” As he spoke, he continued in a flat tone, “I’m just afraid that Mr. Steward wouldn’t be expecting

me.”

Phoebe was rendered speechless and didn’t know what to speak.

Right then, a black Rolls-Royce was parked next to them. Nathan got down from the car and said,

“Good evening, Mr. Conrad, Ms. Radomil, and Ms. Steward.”

Clarence looked over at Stella, “I’m leaving, then.”

Under Phoebe’s gaze, he kissed Stella gently on her forehead.