When Stella woke up, she found the sun outside was so bright.
She turned over her body and groped for her phone with her eyes closed.
When she saw the time, she abruptly sat up on the bed. âWhy it was suddenly eleven oâclock?â She asked herself.
Stella hurriedly got out of the bed. When she opened the door of her bedroom, she saw Clarence walking towards her with a bag in his hand, âAwake?â
Stella said with regrets, âWhen did wake up? Why didnât wake me up?â
âYou were in sound sleep. So I want to let you sleep for a more while.â
âBut Iâm late!â
Clarence asked, âArenât you off today?â
Stella, â...â
She suddenly calmed down herself.
That was it.
Today was Sunday.
She had been working for several consecutive recently and she almost came to the studio every day. Therefore, she almost forgot she still had Sunday.
Yawning, Stella walked into her bedroom, âThen I will go back to sleep.â
Clarence wrapped her waist from behind, âDonât go to bed again. Itâs rare for you to have a day off. Shall we go out for a date?â
Stella turned around and asked, âWill we go to see a movie again? Oh come on.â
Clarence, â...â
Seeing this, Stella curled her lips into a smile as her mood was greatly improved. Her sleepiness was all gone. Stella took the bag that had a dress in it from him and walked into the bedroom.
However, just as she began to change her cloth, the door was opened.
Stella hastily covered her chest with the dress and spoke unhappily, âWhy donât you knock at the door before coming in?â
Clarence said, âIf you think that youâre taken advantage by me, I can show you my naked body too.â
When speaking, he began to unbutton his shirt.
Stella, â...â
She hurriedly stopped him, âStopppp!â
Stella turned her back to him and hurriedly tried to put on her cloth.
However, the buckles of her bra seemed to be against her and she couldnât buckle it no matter how hard she tried.
Right at this moment, the manâs low voice sounded from behind, âDo you need my help?â
Stella surrendered to the reality.
Her ears got red as she said, âHurry up.â
Clarence raised his brows and buckled her bra effortlessly.
But before he could take action again, Stella had already ran away from him and put on the dress.
After dressing up, Stella asked, âWhere are we going?â
âTo a painting exhibition.â
âWhen will it begin?â
Clarence took a glance at the clock and then replied, âIt still has enough time left. We can set off after having lunch.â
When Stella was washing up herself, the phone that was thrown onto the sofa by Clarence before rang. He picked up the phone and walked out of the bedroom to answer it, âSay it.â
âMr. Conrad, Dempsey confronted Modesty face to face. But Modesty refused that she had done those things and shifted all the blames onto Adolph, Phoebe and Aurora.â
Clarence chuckled as if he was not surprised.
The person at the other end of the phone continued, âInitially, Dempsey intended to arrange his men to get rid of Modesty, but...â
âBut what?â
âHe was stopped by Young Master Justin.â
Clarence replied in a bland tone, âI see.â
âShall we continue to keep an eye on Modesty?â
Clarence said in a flat tone, âNo need. She has betrayed Phoebe and Aurora. Do you think that they are people to be trifled with?â
Since Modesty had got Phoebe and Aurora involved, Dempsey would definitely not swallow this grievance. He wouldnât let go of them easily, no matter it be Phoebe or Aurora.
As for Modesty, she would have to confront Arthur.
When Clarence just put the phone into his pocket, Stella walked out of the bathroom, âWhatâs the matter?â
She seemed to hear to familiar names just now.
âNothing.â Clarence then asked, âAre you ready?â
Stella replied, âYep.â
...
As today was Sunday, many people also came to this painting exhibition, which added some boisterousness to this quiet art place.
Stella and Clarence walked around. After a while, Stella pointed at a painting in surprise, âThis one, oh, I also saw this when I came here last time. I didnât expect that I can still see if after many years.â
Clarence titled his head and asked, âHave you been here?â
Stella blinked her eyes and then withdrew her gaze guilt-stricken, âY...Yep.â
âWhen?â
âWhen I was in university.â
Clarence asked again, âWith Horace?â
Stella smiled at him. She didnât answer this question and walked forward.
Clarence gritted his teeth and caught up with her.
He spoke in a bland tone, âI didnât expect that you were quite free in university.â
Stella suddenly had a feeling that the whole exhibition hall was full of jealousy. She curled her lips and said, âNot that free. But even though I was busy, I should still find some time to date the person that I have a crush on.â
Clarence sneered. He didnât spoke again.
They continued to walk forward. Several minutes later, Stella suddenly saw a familiar person not far away, and that person also found her soon.
Sherry ran over, âStella, had I known that you would come to this painting exhibition too, I would have invited you to come with me together. I thought you would have a rest at home today.â
Stella smiled awkwardly, âWe decided to come here on the spur of the moment. Did you come with Daniel?â
Sherry looked backwards and subconsciously pouted, âYep. But he was nowhere to be found after coming to this hall. Now that heâs so busy, he shouldnât have agreed to come with me. I canât find him now. How annoying!â
Sherry paused and then continued, âOh, by the way, do you remember that we skipped the class and came to a painting exhibition in the junior year?
I remember you were so fond of a painting back then. I saw that painting just now.â
Just as Sherry finished her words, the manâs voice suddenly sounded from beside, âSkipping the class?â
Sherry hurriedly turned around, âMr. Conrad, you also came here.â
Stella coughed and tried to pull Sherry away. But Sherry didnât understand her suggestion and shivered, âWe skipped the class several years ago.
Are you going to blame us now?â
Clarence suddenly chuckled when he heard the words, âItâs just a casual question. Except for you two, did anyone go with you?â
âAs for skipping the class, of course the less participant, the harder it would be for the teacher to find it. Who would skip the class in group?â Sherryâs voice became lower and lower. She touched her neck and asked Stella in whisper, âWhatâs wrong with Mr. Conrad. Heâs so horrifying now...â
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 425: He Is Her Accomplice An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake Stella wished so much that she could find a crack on the ground to hide herself.
She just wanted to joke at this wretched man.
But she didnât expect that she would suffer the consequence so quickly.
Clarence said, âI have to go out to deal with something now. I will be back soon.â
After his leaving, Sherry couldnât help but click her tongue, âMen are all the same. When women ask them to hang out together, they would find an excuse to leave.â
Stella heaved a sighed silently. She thought it was worse than sleeping at home.
Sherry withdrew her lines of sights and looked towards Stella, âBy the way, Stella, that Arthur Barnett called me this morning.â
Stella knitted her brows and asked, âHe called you?â
âYep. Seems like itâs still for the cooperation and franchise. I though he must have something wrong with his brain and hung up the phone directly.
Stella pressed her lips together, âI guess he came to find you because I had been ignoring him.â
Sherry said, âBut why does he suddenly stop fighting against Modesty? Iâve been waiting for the follow-ups.â
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