Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again Chapter 975: Ungrateful

The dinner with Sherry's parents was pleasant, both sides engaged in conversation.

Except for Clarence, who sat there like an unexpected guest and didn't say much except for
occasionally taking care of Stella.

Sherry's Mom was a little apprehensive at first when she saw his unapproachable aura, but she
focused more on talking with Stella and William, and gradually ignored him.

After dinner, when going to the bathroom, Sherry whispered, "Stella is Mr. Conrad not too happy?"

Stella raised her eyebrows slightly, "He's never happy."

Sherry nodded in agreement, "That's true."

Stella pulled a paper towel and wiped her hands, "Don't worry about him, let's go."

The wedding was held at City N. According to the rules, the two of them could not live together before
the wedding, so they had to go to the hotel to pick up the bride.

Tonight, Stella, Sherry and Sherry's parents were staying at the hotel.

William, on the other hand, was going back to his residence in City N.

After leaving the restaurant, Stella was just about to get into the car with Sherry and the others when
her wrist was gripped.

She turned her head and looked at the man in front of her with confusion.

Clarence spoke unhurriedly, "I'll drive you."

Sherry saw the situation and said thoughtfully, "Stella, we'll go first; I'll send you the address."



Stella responded and waited for them to leave before she got into Clarence's car.

On the way, she lowered the window and felt the lukewarm breeze of the summer night.

However, just as she was enjoying the summer breeze, the window was raised by Clarence, who said
indifferently, "No wind."

Stella retorted, "I can't enjoy the breeze after giving birth, but it's been so long."

Clarence said, "It’s the same, you would get a headache."

Stella vaguely felt that his tone was serious and that normally, it’s impossible for him to not take
advantage of her or tease her.

She thought for a moment before saying, "Are you still angry about what happened before we went
out?"

Clarence paused slightly, momentarily did not understand what she was saying, "What."

"Just..."

Stella didn't know what to say, Clarence was mean with his words, but he wasn't that petty.

They often bickered like this.

At this time, the car hit a red light and stopped.

Clarence turned his head to look at Stella, who was silent, he thought about what she had just said,
and spoke without warning, "I'm not angry."

Stella turned her head to look at him and tilted her head slightly as if waiting for his next sentence.



Clarence let out a slow breath and straightened Stella’s hair that was sticking to her lips, "I was just
wondering why your father and I were sitting at the same dinner table on a rare occasion, and we were
discussing someone else's wedding."

Stella was obviously not expecting that it would actually be the reason.

In fact, she also knew that regarding their wedding, Clarence had been preparing for it last year, and
the wedding dress had been made long ago.

But it had been put on hold because of various reasons.

His greatest wish was to have a wedding with her to make up for it.

Stella took his hand, "Actually, for me, it's the same whether we have a wedding or not, what matters
is..."

Clarence said, "You're lying."

Stella, "?"

Clarence continued, "When Sherry took the wedding photos, you sounded happy and looked envious."

Stella let go of his hand angrily, "Girls would always dream of wearing a wedding dress, and... and I
was trying to make you feel better, you are so ungrateful!"

Clarence pulled her back in again and was just about to say something when the car behind him
started honking its horn.

The light was green.

The car was back on the road and soon arrived at the hotel.



Clarence parked his car and was ready to discuss the issue of being ungrateful with Stella, but before
he could say anything, Stella came up to him, nibbled on his lips, and raised her eyebrows at him
provocatively.

Without waiting for Clarence's reaction, she quickly retreated.

Clarence was silent for two seconds, "I admit it, I am ungrateful."

As he said that, he pulled her back; his thin lips were about to press up when Stella looked at him and
said, "I got an invitation to Fashion Week today."

Clarence's dark eyes were fixed on her, but he didn't kiss her, he just ruffled her hair, and his voice was
low, "Hmm?"

Stella said, "Louis said that you contacted him and told him about me, and he appreciated the choice
and invited me, to this fashion week."

Clarence's lips curled up, "Congratulations."

Stella said seriously, "But if I go and prepare for the fashion week, then our wedding may continue to
be postponed, I originally thought it was nothing, but today see you like this, I decided it is better to
refuse Louis."

At that, Clarence's eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, fashion week can be attended or not, but our wedding is the most important."

Clarence's hand tightened around her and his lips pursed.

Stella added, "What's more, I have my own ability, no matter how long it takes, there is a chance to go
to the fashion week, but the wedding is a different case, to avoid someone’s sulking, of the two, I would



definitely choose you."

The man's fingers gently rubbed on her waist, his voice low, "Making me feel better again?"

"Why yes, I really mean it, it really couldn't be truer!"

A few seconds later, Clarence laughed silently, unable to do anything with her at all, "Do what you're
supposed to do and don't think about anything else."

That was her dream, and he owed her that.

Stella looked at him and said sincerely, "I'm serious, I'm not making you feel better, and I'm not..."

"I know." Clarence held her in his arms, his tone slow, "But I'd prefer you to show up where you're
supposed to be than at the wedding."

Stella was silent for a moment and reached back to hug him.

She knew deep down that Clarence wouldn't let her not go to Fashion Week because of the wedding.

But she was also really, really willing to give up this opportunity for him.

She always believed that what belonged to her, no matter how much time had passed, would come as
planned.

Stella still wanted to say something when Clarence's voice rang in her ears, "If you don't get out of the
car, you are not going tonight."

Stella got out of Clarence's arms and gave him another quick peck on the side of his face, "You'll sleep
well tonight, see you tomorrow."



At the same time, she pulled open the car door and got out, turned and waved at him, and leaned down
uneasily and admonished, "The two babies will definitely cry at night without me, you can't make them
stop, I've made a deal with mom, let Noah sleep with you tonight, don't bully him."

Clarence rested his elbow on the steering wheel and said calmly, "If you're so worried, why don't you
come back with me?"

Stella said, "If he tells on me tomorrow, you'll sleep in the study for a month."


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