Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 1043

Elaine left the restaurant and didn't go straight home, but walked alone along the riverside, surrounded by beautiful lights.

She took out her phone, took two pictures and sent them to Darnell to send him a message.

However the message was sent and not replied to.

Elaine turned off her phone screen and leaned over the railing, blowing in the wind.

After a while, the phone vibrated a few times.

It's a call from Darnell.

Elaine saw this, and while fixing her wind-blown hair, she picked up and spoke in a light tone: "Are you done?" RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Darnell hmmed, then added, "Elaine, want to go out on the river?"

Elaine thought he was referring to the two pictures she had posted for the sake of it, she nodded her head as she tapped her toes on the ground, "When is it, is tomorrow okay."

"Now."

His voice was scattered by the wind, and Elaine thought she had misheard him. She turned her head to find a less windy place, but when she looked up, she saw Darnell holding his cell phone, standing two meters away from her.

Elaine was stunned and instantly reacted by running towards him and jumping into his arms: "Why are you here?"

Darnell put his phone away and put one arm around her, "Archer said you were here for dinner."

Elaine has some regrets: "Ah? I should have known I would have waited for you to join me ......"

"It's okay, it's the same now."

At that, Elaine lifted her head and rested her chin on his chest, her eyes curved, "How are we going to get to the river, by boat?"

"Take my yacht."

......

Elaine had gone out on the river with her classmates and friends on a yacht before, but she never thought that Darnell could actually drive a yacht.

She sat next to him, her feet swaying slowly.

It's not quite the height of summer yet, and the evening breeze is pleasant with a hint of coolness.

In no time, the yacht sailed away from the hustle and bustle of the river and headed deeper into the darkness.

The entire river was quiet, and overhead was a starry sky, foreshadowing a good day tomorrow.

Elaine said, "I went shopping for my dad's birthday present today, and for you, too."

Darnell turned his head to look at her and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hmm?"

Elaine blushed slightly: "I can't tell you yet, and it's a bit tight, have to do my dad's first, I'll give it to you in a few days."

Darnell's lips hooked down, his eyes redirected to the endless darkness, half a moment before he said, "Good."

Elaine propped her hand back on the countertop, but it hit something.

She turned her head and pulled out a bottle of champagne.

Elaine asked, "Can I drink it."

Darnell said, "Yes."

However, as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he regretted them and was about to stop them when Elaine had found a champagne glass from somewhere and was excitedly popping the cork.

Darnell rested his tongue against his teeth and leaned back in his seat for a few seconds before saying, "Elaine, it's windy here and drinking gives you a headache."

Elaine uncorked the cork: "It's okay, I'll just drink a little bit, I won't get a headache."

With that, she poured half a cup into a glass and handed it to Darnell: "Do you drink."

Darnell said, "I can't drink."

Hearing him say that, Elaine realized that he was driving a yacht and really couldn't drink.

She said, "Then I'll drink it myself."

At that moment, Darnell's cell phone rang, he looked at the caller ID and looked up and instructed Elaine, "Drink less, I'm going to take a call."

Elaine nodded her head incomparably and held out her hand to him, "I'll just drink this little bit."

Darnell gently rubbed her head, got up and took a few steps and stood by the railing to connect.

Elaine tilted her head, finished the glass, licked her lips, felt quite good to drink, and felt that there is no degree, plus a little thirsty after eating hot pot, so she continued to pour into the glass.

By the time Darnell returned from the phone call, Elaine had finished the bottle of champagne and was sitting on the yacht looking at the night sky and giggling.

Darnell walked over, "Elaine."

Elaine turned her head to look at him with an even brighter smile and reached out to point him to the distant sky: "Look, there are so many moons, twinkling ......"

Said, she tilted her head again: "No, how do these moons look like the stars ......"

Darnell took off his jacket, put it on her shoulder, took her hand in his and withdrew it: "Don't look, I'll take you inside to bed."

Elaine looked at him with misty eyes, "Sleep? Are we together?"

Darnell's temples jumped twice: "Yourself."

Elaine instantly tightened her hug around his waist and pouted, "Then I don't want to sleep, I want to be with you."

Darnell put his hand on her shoulder and lowered his voice a few notches: "Elaine, after you leave Riverside City, don't come back, go to a new place and start a life you like again."

Elaine nestled in his arms and instinctively replied, "But I only like you."

Darnell held her a little tighter and said nothing, just kissed her gently on the forehead.

Probably because she has been having a good time lately, Elaine was surprisingly quiet when she got drunk this time, not crying and screaming like she did last time.

After sitting on the yacht for ten minutes, Darnell carried her and went into the room inside.

Elaine's hands were still clutching the shirt around his waist when she was put to bed.

Darnell tried to pull her hand away, but every time she sensed his intent, she began to grunt, her brow furrowed in a frown, her little face full of aggression, as if she could cry in her sleep the next moment.

He exhaled slightly and sat on the edge of the bed.

Elaine got an inch, the whole body leaned on him and slept more and more to satisfy.

Darnell lowered his eyes and just looked at her, his emotions indistinguishable.

......

Elaine drank and slept, and woke up the next day feeling lazy.

She stretched out with her eyes closed, but her hand didn't know what it touched.

Elaine sleepily half-opened her eyes and saw the side of a familiar face.

Last night's memories instantly returned in my mind.

So they are ...... still on the yacht?

With a jolt, Elaine reached for her cell phone by her pillow and was relieved to see that it didn't have her dad's life-threatening series of calls on it.

Elaine lay back down, her head pressed against Darnell's chest, rubbing it contentedly.

It feels so good to open your eyes like this and see him next to you.

But who knew that as soon as she moved, Darnell palmed the back of her head and his voice was low, with an imperceptible rasp: "Don't move."

Elaine looked up at him, found his eyes still closed and spoke in a whisper, "Are you awake."

Darnell made a low muffled sound, the knot of his throat sliding up and down.

Elaine whispered, "Are you ......"

Darnell breathed a lot heavier: "Shut up."