Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Under the moonlight in silence, Stella saw the man’s straight nose bridge, thin lips, and harsh outline of his chin.
He looked up slightly as if he was looking at the sky. He didn’t notice her appearance.
In the conditional reflex, Stella turned around and wanted to run away. However, she saw Nathan standing not far away from her,
nodding.
She could only turn around and walked to Clarence. Finally, she stood in front of him, “Hi, Mr. Conrad. Why are you here?”
Clarence didn’t change his gesture. His voice sounded peaceful and lonely in the darkness, “Shall I ask Nathan to give you my
schedule?”
Stella was speechless.
If he didn’t want to tell her, she didn’t care at all. He didn’t need to be so sarcastic, did he?
Stella wondered why he was doing here. After standing for a moment, she asked tentatively again, “Mr. Conrad, when did you
come here? Have you had dinner yet? If not, I can...”
“When he said ‘my parents are teachers in the county of my hometown’.”
Stella frowned, “You eavesdropped on our conversation, didn’t you?”
Clarence slowly turned around and looked at her expressionlessly, “I just happened to overhear it. If you are afraid of being
eavesdropped, why didn’t you close the door and have a private talk?”
Stella inhaled deeply. She tried to ignore him.
Clarence continued, “I didn’t expect you are so popular in men. Horace Jason just got engaged, some other man fought hard to
be the father of your baby. It happened so seamlessly.”
“I’m so flattered, Mr. Conrad. I don’t think I’m so comparable to your popularity in women.”
Clarence was choked up.
His gaze fell on Stella’s outfit, looking up and down. His handsome brows were creased slightly, “What are you wearing?”
Stella tossed her hair back. She looked away, “It’s fashion. You don’t know it.”

Clarence snorted. He stood up, tidied up his sleeves, bypassed her, and left.
Stella stood motionlessly for a few seconds, and then she turned around, only to find that Clarence bent over and sat in the black
Maybach that was parked nearby.
After the car roared away for a long time, she was still confused.
She didn’t expect that he would just leave like this.
She wondered why he didn’t blame her after coming here deliberately. Was it because he was upset so he came over to sicken
her?
Stella was so puzzled.
When she arrived home, Dolores was watering the flowers in the yard. Upon hearing the sound of opening the door, she didn’t
raise her head and asked, “Have you made it clear to him?”
“Yeah.”
Dolores stood upright, “If not mistaken, I guess you should have rejected Alex. Since the problem is resolved, why are you still so
upset?”
Stella parted her lips. After hesitating for a while, she couldn’t help but answer, “I encountered my ex-husband on my way back.”
“Did you fight?”
Stella suddenly shook her head, “He suddenly showed up and said something sarcastic and confusing. Then he left. I even don’t
know why he has come here.”
Dolores said indifferently, “He missed you.”
Stella was speechless.
She said, “Ms. Anderson, please don’t be kidding. I’m freaked out.”
“Well, tell me. You’ve divorced already. Why would he come here all the way from City N? Wasn’t it because he wanted to meet
you?”

Stella sat on the chair, looking up at the sky. She exhaled a long sigh, “I don’t know what’s in his mind. He always seemed to do
something confusing, but he could always find his excuses. But, he truly hates me.”
Dolores continued watering the flowers, “Silly girl, if he truly hates you, why would he have married you?”
“It was quite complicated at that time. I was pregnant, and his parents forced him to marry him. So he always thought I’m a
scheming woman who could do things through every possible means.”
“Have you explained to him?”
“Yes, I have, but... he didn’t believe me. He said I was resorting to sophistry.”
Dolores sighed in silence, “Since he didn’t trust you, it’s a good thing to divorce him.”
“Exactly.” Stella lay prone on the table, looking forward aimlessly, “But, I always feel that since I divorced him, his attitude toward
me has become so weird. I don’t know what he’s thinking.”
Dolores smiled, “So childish.”
Stella nodded to agree with her - that wretched man was indeed quite childish sometimes.
...
In the morning of the second day, Stella heard a group conversation in low voices outside her window. All of them discussed with
solemn looks as if they were talking about something quite important.
After getting up and tidying up herself, Stella also joined the conversation held by the group of mid-aged women.
“What happened?”
Ms. Beckham, the lady living next door, whispered, “We heard that a developer would buy out our community and build it to a
hotel resort.”
Another woman said, “This news came so abruptly. We didn’t know it before. If our houses were to be torn down, where should
we move to?”
“Exactly. We’ve been staying here for decades. Our children were all out of town. Where can we move to?”

“After the hotel resort is built, the surroundings will be changed a lot. I’m afraid it would be quite difficult to find a place that was
so suitable for our retirement lives.”
“Exactly. We have fresh air and beautiful surroundings here. Anyway, I’m not willing to leave here.”
Upon hearing their conversation, Stella suddenly realized something.
She seemed to know why Clarence came here.
Sure enough, he never planned to let her go.
Stella pressed her lips and turned away.
After she took a few steps, Dolores walked out of the house, “It’s still so early. Where are you heading to?”
“I... I have something to deal with,” Stella said. Then she added, “Ms. Anderson, I might not be able to return in a short time.
Please don’t prepare lunch for me.”
Dolores nodded, “Walk slowly. Don’t rush.”
Upon hearing it, Stella calmed herself down and slowed down her paces.
She texted Nathan and asked where they were. Nathan seemed to be waiting for her message. Immediately, he sent her a hotel
location.
Stella gritted her teeth and hailed a cab on the roadside.
Arriving in the lobby of the hotel, she was about to walk in, only to find that Clarence was walking out surrounded by a group of
men.
Within the crowd, she also saw Alexander.
However, Alexander didn’t see her. When he arrived at the company, the management informed him that there was a bigwig
from City N in town. They would discuss developing a hotel resort. Hence, his boss asked him and a few coworkers to come to
meet this bigwig.

Since there were so many people, Stella didn’t walk to them. Instead, she took a few steps back and hid in the corner. She
texted Nathan again and asked him when their meeting could be over.
Nathan: “Probably in the evening, Ms. Radomil.”
Then he sent her Clarence’s hotel room number, “Mr. Conrad said if you want to talk to him, you can wait for him in his room.”
Stella was speechless, wondering what the wretched man had taken her as.
She inhaled deeply and tabbed her phone screen violently, “No, thank you!”
After sending the message, Stella walked back in anger.
Getting off the taxi, she found there were seven or eight black cars were parking long the ever-quiet riverbanks, in which she saw
the black Maybach that Clarence was taking last night.