Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 850

One month later, the temperature gradually dropped. It was the early winter in City N.

The fallen ginkgo leaves covered the whole street. With the wind and drizzling, it brought a chill.

The modeling of the new studio was ongoing. According to their original plan, they could move in by the end of this month.

Probably it was because of the temperature drop. Stella had been feeling dizzy and sickened in the past few days. She was pretty spiritless.

It didn’t feel so serious as having a cold. Hence, she didn’t want to take any medicine.

However, she had no appetite, feeling weakened.

Sherry was idle in one afternoon, so she went to Stella’s office, eating snacks while nestling on the sofa. “Stella, have you noticed this winter isn’t cold?” she asked while munching.

Stella lowered her head to draw the draft. “It seems so, but this isn’t the coldest period of time.”

Sherry said, “Right. The doctor’s medicine works. I’ve stopped taking it for a while, but I still feel spirited. My mother also said her legs didn't ache anymore... Gee... This plum is too sour.”

While she spoke, she spat a green plum with a frown.

Stella looked back at her and then look at the plums on her desk. “Is it sour? I think it’s just all right.”

Sherry immediately pressed some food into her mouth to get rid of the sourness. While shivering, she said, “My teeth ache because of it. It’s too sour.”

Stella put her pen and walked over. Then she took out a plum from the bag in front of Sherry and put it into her mouth.

She thought it was just OK, not sour at all.

Seeing that she looked so calm while having it, Sherry swallowed her saliva.

She took a piece of chocolate, but her teeth ached again because of the sweetness. Covering her cheek, she said, “There must be something wrong with my teeth. I need to see a dentist recently.”

Stella also pulled out a piece of chocolate and took a bite. After a few seconds of silence, she said, “It’s not your tooth problem. This chocolate is way too sweet.”

She couldn’t even swallow it. Being it over, she spat it into the trash can.

Sherry checked the chocolate brand and tossed it away. “I won’t buy this anymore. It’s getting sweeter and sweeter.”

On the way back home in the evening, Stella passed by the convenience store downstairs. She hesitated for a while but still bought a few bags of green plums.

She seemed to be addicted to this fruit recently.

Since she didn’t have much appetite and Clarence wouldn’t come home for dinner, Stella ate some fruit and yogurt before continuing to work on the draft on the tea table.

Unconsciously, she finished the green plums.

When Clarence came home, she was sitting in front of the sofa with her legs crossed. Her chin was pressed on the pen. She tilted her head, lost in thought.

He walked over, sat on the sofa, and glanced through the fruit plate on the tea table. “Did you have this for dinner?” he asked.

Stella munching the green plums and muffled, “I was not hungry.”

“What did you have for lunch?”

“I went to have steamed rice in a clay pot with Sherry.” As she spoke, she turned to look at him. “Have you had dinner? If not, I’ll cook for you.”

Clarence answered in a low voice, “I’ve had it.”

Stella turned to spat the plum kernel and opened another bag. She raised her head, only to find Clarence was looking at her in silence.

She thought he also wanted to have one, so she generously passed the plum in front of him.

Clarence raised his eyebrows, lowered his head, and ate it.

Then he couldn’t speak at all.

Stella could tell how his expression changed dramatically. He frowned slightly, his Adam’s apple kept bobbing, and blue veins popped on his neck.

She asked in a low voice, “Don’t you like it?”

Clarence spat the plum kernel. His tongue tip pressed his upper jaw in soreness. Looking at her sincerely, he asked friendly, “Have I done anything to offend you?”