After chatting with William for a while, Stella hung up the phone.
She turned around, walked in front of Clarence, and returned the phone to him. Her gaze could not
help but fall on the ice sculpture.
It was twice the size of her one, and it looked just right on Clarence's desk.
Stella said, "This looks good, right? Sherry, she..."
Clarence said, "Didn't you want to know how William and Channing are doing? Why didn't you ask?"
The corners of Stella's mouth twitched. She turned to look at Clarence and sighed, "I really want to
know, but it is annoying to ask too much. If he improves it's good, but if not, my father will definitely be
sadder than any of us. Anyway, we all know that this kind of thing cannot be fixed overnight, there's still
a long time to go.”
Clarence raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his hand to brush her hair behind her ear. "You know
this logically better than anyone else, but you still blame yourself.”
Stella knew that he was referring to the little fellow's illness.
She whispered, "How can that be the same? And it was indeed me..."
Clarence interrupted her. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Did you come just to bring this thing? Or
wait for me to get off work?"
Stella picked up her things. "I'm not waiting for you. Sherry and | are going to eat hotpot.”
Clarence held her wrist and lowered his head to get closer. "You're leaving just like that?”
Stella looked at the pair of dark eyes looming over her. "That's right. Don't you have a meeting later? |
won't disturb you anymore.”
"Spending time with you is never a disruption.”
The corners of Stella's mouth could not help but curl up as she gently pushed his chest. "Alright, Sherry
is still waiting for me. Go ahead and do your work. I'll wait at home...”
Before she could finish her words, her lips were kissed.
Clarence tossed and turned on her lips for a while before letting go of her. "Don't eat too much spicy
food, don't stay out too late."
Stella smiled at him. "Got it, I'm leaving.”
After Stella left, a knock sounded on the door.
Clarence put on a blank expression and said lightly, "Come in.”
Nathan walked up to him and said, "Mr. Conrad, everything for the cruise party has been prepared.”
Clarence sat in front of his desk, thinking, but he did not say anything.
Nathan asked tentatively, "Mr. Conrad?"
He paused for a moment before continuing, “There are still three days before the party. If Mr. Conrad
changes his mind, we can still...”
Clarence's voice became colder. "Let's proceed according to the original plan.”
"Yes." Nathan nodded.
Sitting in the hotpot restaurant, Sherry was very excited and ordered the extra spicy beef. She was
really hungry.
If not for the fact that Stella was pregnant, she would want the extra spicy soup too.
Stella poured her water and said, "Take it easy. If you eat so much spicy food, your stomach won't be
able to take it."
Sherry said, “It's okay. I have stomach medicine at home. I occasionally indulge myself every so often.
It hurts and I feel happy."
Stella laughed. "Why didn't your Daniel come with you?"
Hearing the words ‘your Daniel’, Sherry choked on the water. Her face was red before she'd even
started eating.
Sherry whispered, "We aren't even married yet. How is he 'mine'?"
“Have you forgotten what you said to me back then?"
Sherry remembered that she had also teased Stella with “your Clarence" and “your Mr. Conrad" back
then.
What goes around comes around.
Sherry tried to change the topic. "Right, when I was chatting with Daniel today, I casually mentioned
Emmett. He... Did you find out anything with the DNA test?"
Stella looked calm and ate the snacks. "I don't know. I didn't ask."
Sherry clicked her tongue and sighed with emotion. Their dishes were served at that moment.
Sherry didn't eat anything on the plane. She had wanted to eat this. Stella had always had a good
appetite, and now that she was pregnant, she ate even more. The two of them finished enough food for
3-4 people.
In the end, both of them were full and sat at the table, chatting.
Stella said, "I talked to my father today.
Chan is doing well over there."
Sherry said, “That child, Chan, doesn't say anything. He's just keeping everything in his heart. But it's
good to have a change in environment. It's better than him living in the past."
Stella nodded gently. "Chan, he... he's always been stubborn since he was young. Once he's fixated on
something it takes a lot for him to change his mind."
Hearing this, Sherry asked, “Has Winnie contacted you?"
"No. I've asked Clarence. She's filming something on a closed set, so she's not disrupted by anything
happening in the outside world. So that's good." Stella let out a sigh of relief.
After resting for a while, Sherry helped Stella up. “Let's go. It's getting late. I'll send you back."
As soon as they left the hotpot restaurant, they saw Daniel leaning against the car, looking around in
boredom.
After seeing them, he immediately walked over.
Sherry asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
Daniel spread his hands, "I'm here to pick you up."
Although she knew that this would be the answer, Sherry still felt that it was somewhat inconceivable. It
was so cold outside, how long had he waited?
Just as she was distracted, Daniel greeted Stella, "Ms. Radomil."
Stella smiled. "You can go together."
Sherry collected her thoughts. "But you..."
Stella looked into the distance and said, "Maxwell is here to pick me up."
Daniel took Sherry from her side and nodded with a smile.
“Goodbye, Ms. Radomil."
“Hey. It's been so long. Just call me by my name. Don't call me Ms. Radomil anymore." Stella stopped
him.
Daniel said, “Alright... Stella."
Stella smiled. "Alright, bring Sherry home safe."
Sherry was pulled away by Daniel. As they walked, she waved at Stella. "Stella, I am leaving. Go home
early and send me a message when you arrive."
Stella nodded.
After they left, Stella was still a little stuffed and wanted to walk a bit before going home.
Maxwell followed behind her, not too far away.
Because the weather was too cold, there were no pedestrians on the street, only street lamps.
Stella walked slowly and saw that the shops on both sides of the street had been decorated for
Christmas and the New Year.
Signs of another year come to an end.
Snow began falling from the sky.
Just as Stella was about to turn back, she saw an umbrella over her head.
She thought it was Maxwell. She turned her head and was about to say something, but she saw
Clarence standing behind her.
The smile on Stella's face widened. "Are you done with your work?"
Clarence took the opportunity to grasp her cold hands. He looked at her with care. "I'm done. Let's go
home. "
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