Clarence was quiet for two seconds. Then he looked at her, his black eyes deep and dark, “Then what should I call you?”

Stella opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to speak, but as the words reached the tip of her tongue, she realized that it seemed like a trap for her.

She closed her mouth quickly, took a sip of the water in front of her and looked away as if nothing happened just now.

Soon, Clarence asked in a low voice, “Huh?”

At this moment, Stella’s cellphone rang. She quickly picked up the call, “Hey, Sherry… what? There is a leak in the bathroom at home? Is it that serious? Then I will come back quickly!”

The telemarketer who was about to sell English learning material on the phone had no time to speak, “…”

Stella finished speaking, quickly picked up her things and said, “Mr. Conrad, something came up at home, I have to go back. You don’t need to drop me. I will take a taxi.”

Clarence leaned back in his chair, his arms resting on the armrests besides him, looking at her with a faint smile, “Do you know how to handle water leak?”

Seeing that the situation had already come to this, there was no use of crying over spilt milk. Stella could only open her eyes wide and spout nonsense, “Just… first do that… and then it’s done…”

Clarence asked unhurriedly, “Do what first?”

Stella was left speechless, “…”

She hated that wretched man!

She said, “I don’t know that much. I will go back and take a look. And then I will call the handy man if I can. If I can’t, then I can have Chan come and do it.”

When Clarence heard these words, he got up, picked up his coat and said, “It is too much trouble to call a handy man for repairs. I will go with you.”

Stella’s eyes widened, “No… there’s no need for that…”

“Of course, I should. There is no need for formalities with me. You should get all the use out of your boyfriend that you can.” The corners of Clarence’s mouth lifted in a smile, “Am I saying it right now?”

Stella’s face flushed and she remained silent for a while.

The wretched man was quite good at giving himself a title.

Clarence held her hand, “Let’s go.”

As she walked, Stella retorted in a low voice, “Wh… what boyfriend? I still haven’t given you an answer.”

Clarence said, “You did.”

“… You aren’t going to say that you heard the voice of my heart again, are you?”

Clarence raised his eyebrows but didn’t comment.

Stella regretted saying it. Didn’t she just confess without duress?

Forget it! She thought.

It was useless to want to quibble now.

When the car arrived below her building, Stella was about to open her door to leave when Clarence unfastened his seatbelt.copy right hot novel pub