Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

The following day, when Stella was still sleeping, Clarence held her up from the bed.

She opened her eyes in a daze. Looking out the dark sky outside, she asked, “What’s the matter?”

Clarence pecked her on her forehead. “I’ll tell you later. Go tidy yourself up.”

Seeing his expression, Stella didn’t think anything serious had happened. Hence, she closed her eyes again, fell on

the bed, and was about to continue to sleep.

However, two seconds later, Clarence held her again. This time, he carried her into the bathroom directly.

Stella had to open her eyes.

She struggled to let Clarence put her down. “All right. All right. I got it.”

Clarence helped her squeeze the toothpaste, rubbed her hair, and said, “I’m going to buy breakfast. What do you

want to eat?”

Stella pressed the toothbrush into her mouth and muffled, “Anything. I’m not picky.”

After Clarence was gone, Stella sat on the toilet with the toothbrush in her mouth in a daze.

The wretched man didn’t let her sleep last night, but he woke her up so early this morning.

After she had been sitting there for a long while, Stella finally plucked herself up, brushed her teeth, and washed

her face with the cold water. She finally sobered up.

She went back to the bedroom and checked the time. It was even not seven yet.

She inwardly blamed Clarence.

While yawning, she walked out.

A glass of water had been ready on the table. The temperature was just right.

After Stella drank the water, Clarence happened to come back.

While having breakfast, Stella asked, “We got up so early today. What are we going to do later?”

Clarence said slowly, “Do something you’ve already forgotten.”

Stella was confused.

She wondered what she had forgotten.

After a few seconds, she still couldn’t ring the bell. Stella gave up.

When she went back to the bedroom to get dressed after breakfast, she saw a white dress in an evident place in

the cloakroom.

Two rings were next to it.

One was the ring that Clarence used when proposing to her. The other one was the ring that he bought from the

auction.

Stella curled up her lips into a smile when seeing them and finally recalled what she had forgotten.

...

Stella didn’t go out until Clarence had waited for fifty minutes outside.

She was wearing a white dress. Her hair was slightly curled, loose at her shoulders. She had light makeup.

She looked stunning.

Stella tossed her hair and said, “Let’s go.”

Clarence raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up, and walked to her. “You look gorgeous.”

Stella had used to his sweet talks already. She took the initiative and asked, “When am I not?”

He answered calmly with ease, “You get prettier every than the day before, and you're particularly beautiful today.”

Stella blushed because of his compliment. She asked, “Why?”

Clarence took her hand and walked out. “It’s because you’ll become Mrs. Conrad today.”

Before they set off, Clarence asked Stella to give her cell phone to him.

Stella gave it to him, fastened the seat belt, and asked in confusion, “What are you doing?”

Clarence turned off her phone, tossed it into the glove box, pulled out his phone, and did the same thing.

He answered indifferently, “To avoid being interrupted.”

Stella said tentatively, “What if something happens?”

Clarence looked up at her. “Even if something happens, it can’t be resolved in one or two hours.”

His words made sense.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the entrance of the city hall.

It wasn’t a particular day, so not many couples came here for registration, but it was still packed with people.

All of them were gathering at the door solemnly, seemingly discussing something.

Clarence had a bad hunch.

Seeing that, Stella said, “I’ll go check what’s going on.”

Clarence hummed. After she got off, he found a place to park the car.

When he came back, Stella already learned what happened from the crowd and she walked to him.

When she got closer, Clarence pressed his lips and frowned a bit. “Yes?” he asked.

Stella heaved a sigh, frowning more deeply. “They said the computer system of city hall broke down, so we can’t

get registered today...”

Clarence was speechless.

Seeing his extremely annoyed look, Stella burst into laughter. “I was kidding. The system works well. It’s not the

office hour yet, so they were just chatting at the door.”

Clarence raised his head and looked over. Sure enough,people started to wait in line.

He gritted his teeth a bit, wrapped his arm around Stella’s waist, and whispered, “Make fun of me, huh?”

Stella still smiled. “I... was just kidding. You are way too nervous.”

“I’m not.”

Upon noticing others’ gazes, Stella hit his chest gently and blushed. She said, “Let go of me. They are watching.”

Clarence suddenly lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

Stella blushed more, uttering a word, “Honey.”

Clarence smiled more brightly, letting her go.

Stella took a few steps back immediately to distance herself from him.

However, before she stood still, Clarence took her hand, pulling her to wait in the line.

The couples in the front recognized them. They pulled out their phones and took photos of them.

Soon, the city hall’s gate was opened.

They filled out the application forms. Then they would take photos, get the marriage certificates, and make vows.

They were going through the procedure for the second time, but it felt like it was the first time. When sitting in front

of the camera, Clarence kept staring at Stella.

In the end, the cameraman couldn’t stand it. “Excuse me, Sir... You should look at the camera.”

Clarence turned around and looked at the camera expressionlessly.

The cameraman was speechless.

Tricky business.

Stella lowered her head, grabbed Clarence’s hand, and smiled at the camera again.

The cameraman hurriedly said, “Good. Good. Sir, please get closer to your wife...”

After walking out of city hall, Stella looked at the photo on her marriage certificate. When she raised her head, she

found Clarence was staring at her.

Stella subconsciously rubbed her face, thinking there might be something dirty. She whispered, “What’s wrong?”

Clarence said, “I just feel that you smiled more brightly when divorcing me.”

He was indeed a joy killer.

After a moment of silence, Stella said, “We can go back to divorce...”

Before she finished her words, the marriage certificate in her hand was snatched by Clarence. He put it together

with his in his jacket pocket. “It’ll never happen.”

Stella looked at him, a brighter smile blooming on her face. Her eyes were beaming.

From afar, the sun was rising.

Clarence raised his eyebrows. Suddenly, he said, “My remark just now was wrong.”

“Huh?”

“You do look much happier now.”

After finishing his words, he took her hand, walked forward, and curled up his lips into a smile. “Let’s go, Mrs.

Conrad.”