Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 340

After eating, Stella felt so cozy, which she hadn’t felt so in the past few days.

Seeing that, Clarence asked, “Didn’t the Steward family feed you?”

Stella nestled on the sofa, “I don’t want to have meals with them at the same table. Otherwise, I’m afraid I would get the stomachache.”

In the past few days since she moved into the Steward’s, she basically had breakfast in the studio and went back after dinner.

She felt quite uncomfortable when staying with them in the same house, let alone having meals with them.

It would be worse than putting to death by dismembering the body.

Thinking of that, Stella said, “I love Alisa’s cooking so much. It’s far better than the takeout.”

Clarence said indifferently, “When you moved back, you can eat her dishes every day.”

Stella coughed, knowing what was in the wretched man’s mind. She didn’t follow the same topic. Instead, she said, “By the way, Charles Steward took me to the cemetery today, asking me to worship his late wife...”

“Did you worship her?”

“Nope. Guess whom I met there.”

Clarence asked, “Who?”

Stella answered, “William. What a coincidence. His friend’s graveyard was there as well.”

Clarence echoed casually, “That’s a coincidence truly.”

“I feel that William looks as if he has a lot of secrets.” Stella thought for a moment and then continued, “Since he is a businessman, he should know the current status of Steward Group clearly. But he chose to cooperate with Steward Group at this moment. I guess either he wanted to work with them for the time being to enlarge his company’s market, making Steward Group his stepping stone, or...”

Clarence’s eyes were darkened. Gazing at her, he asked, “Or what?”

Stella shook her head, “Nothing.”

She just had an idea suddenly - William also targeted Charles Steward.

For some reason, she also sensed that he might have something to do with Daniel.

However, the next second, she felt her thoughts way too ridiculous.

When she was lost in thought, Clarence flicked her forehead with his fingers, “Have you done your job? Why are you worried about others?”

Stella rubbed her forehead, looking at him unhappily. Then she wanted to send him away, “You should go home!”

Clarence asked, “Do you still want to continue with your draft?”

“Of course. Haven’t I told you before? When I have the inspiration, usually I won’t sleep at night...”

“Is your inspiration more important than your health?”

Before Stella could retort him, Clarence pulled her into his arms.

Pressing his chin on her head, he whispered, “Don’t move. Sleep with me for a while.”

She heard the unconcealed tiredness in his voice.

Stella pressed her lips and decide to go to bed.

She had finished drawing the draft anyway. It would be much easier for her to do the end-product draft.

Probably she was full, Stella felt sleepy at this moment as well. She yawned and slowly closed her eyes.

Before she almost fell asleep, Clarence’s voice rang out again, “If you are free in recent two days, you can tentatively ask Charles Steward about one thing.”

Stella thought that he wanted to ask her to do something important, so she sobered up immediately, “What is it?”

Clarence continued slowly, “How high the possibility would be if I moved in the Steward’s and stayed with you.”

Stella was speechless.

She wished that she could open the wretched man’s skull to see what was in there.

Pushing away Clarence, she said crossly, “I believe the possibility that you’ll be beaten to death is pretty high. Mr. Conrad, if you don’t believe it, just try it.”