Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 278

Clarence stared at her and didn’t utter a word.

Under his gaze, Stella felt a bit uneasy. She looked away and coughed, “Mr. Conrad, if you don’t want to answer your question, please ignore it.”

After a while, Clarence said calmly, “Since you said so, I do regret it.”

“Mr. Conrad, if you regret it, you can go back to Phoebe Steward. It’s still not too late.” As she spoke, Stella stood up, “It’s quite late now. I’m taking off.”

After she took a few steps, her wrist was grabbed.

Clarence slightly increased his strength to grip her, and she fell into his arms.

Before Stella struggled, Clarence wrapped his arms around her waist, raising his brows, “Are you jealous?”

Stella said expressionlessly, “I’m too tough to be jealous.”

Clarence curled up his lips and intentionally or unintentionally glanced at her bosom, “You are quite tough indeed.”

Upon understanding his implication, Stella hurried raised her arms to cover her bosom, blushing. After a long while, she cursed, “You rascal!”

“Why did you curse me? Didn’t you say you are quite tough? I like it.”

Stella choked up.

She doubted if the wretched man was mentally ill.

She said crossly, “Let go!”

Clarence, however, tightened his arms around her waist. He pressed his chin on her shoulder and whispered, “Don’t move. I want to hold you.”

“Mr. Conrad, aren’t you jealous? Why don’t you hold Phoebe Steward?”

“All right. I was kidding with you. You don’t need to be jealous. Calm down.”

“I...”

Stella couldn’t utter any word for a moment.

Clarence said, “Wait for me for another half an hour. I’ll drive you home.”

“Mr. Conrad, aren’t you quite busy?”

“The work cannot be accomplished within just one day.”

Stella was silent and then continued, “Why do I need to wait for you for another half an hour?”

Clarence said, “It’s quite rare that you actively came to find me. If I let you go home like this, I would waste your kindness, wouldn’t I?”

Stella didn’t speak. She knew what was in the wretched man’s mind. She shouldn’t have asked him.

After a few minutes, Clarence asked, “Have you decided the question you want to ask me?”

Stella’s lips parted. The words reached the tip of her tongue, but she didn’t know how to start.

“Okay, keep on thinking.”

Stella sat on his lap, and she could clearly hear the man’s heartbeat.

After a few seconds, she raised her hand and gently put it on his chest.

Clarence slightly stiffed. When he prepared to speak, Stella said, “Shush.”

He licked his thin lips calmly, staring at her without a blink.

Stella kept putting her palm on his chest. Under the cloth, she could feel his steady and powerful heartbeat.

After a long while, Stella withdrew her hand and whispered, “I’ve finished asking.”

Clarence didn’t understand, “Pardon?”

Stella answered, “Nothing.”

She checked the time, “It’s quite late now. I need to go to work tomorrow. Please give me a ride home.”

Clarence’s eyes were darkened. He didn’t speak.

Stella looked up at him, “Are you giving me a ride or not? Or I’ll call a cab.”

Clarence withdrew his hands, “Sure.”

Stella stood up from his lap, straightening herself up as if nothing had happened.

Sherry raised her eyebrows and asked, “What did you eat?”

“Hmm... spicy hotchpotch.”

“Oh, I see. It must be quite spicy as your lips are swollen.”

Stella choked up.

She let out a hollow laugh and tried to cover her lies, “Yeah... We can go there together next time. The stall is in the lane downstairs. There were so many customers. I didn’t find it before...”

“Enough. You are going too far when making a story.”

Stella immediately shut up. She clenched her hands, lowered her head as if she had done something wrong.

Sherry asked tentatively, “Are you going to move out soon?”

“What are you talking about?”

Sherry breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good then. Otherwise, if you progress too fast, I’m afraid I’ll be left alone in this apartment again.”

Stella’s eyelids twitched. She said vaguely, “Well, it’s quite late now. I feel sleepy. Let’s go to bed. We can talk tomorrow.”

After that, she rushed into her bedroom.

Looking at her receding figure, Sherry couldn’t help but click her tongue. She also went back to her room slowly. She envied Stella a lot, wondering when she could also fall in love with someone.

Stella was lying on the bed, feeling quite spirited. She couldn’t fall asleep at all.

She slowly raised her hand and looked at her palm, on which the man’s temperature seemed to have remained.

A grownup’s normal heart rate was around sixty to seventy a minute. When they were with their crushes, the heart rate would accelerate automatically.

She had got the answer that she wanted to know.

Stella wrapped herself with the quilt, curling up her lips.

She hadn’t fallen asleep for a whole night.

On the second day, when Sherry dragged herself to get up with the holiday syndrome, she found that Stella was busy in the kitchen. The latter was humming a song, looking extremely delighted.