Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Clarence still put on Channing’s pajamas he wore last night. When he came out, Stella was cooking something in the kitchen.

He walked over and wrapped around her waist from behind. His warm breath was sprayed on her ear. “How did you know I hadn’t had dinner yet?”

“I’m not cooking it for you.”

As she spoke, Stella twisted and broke free from his embrace. She put the chopped vegetables into the boiling water.

Clarence frowned unhappily, “Whom are you cooking for then?”

“Myself.”

“Didn’t you say that you had eaten a lot?”

“I’m hungry again.”

Upon hearing it, Clarence stared at her lower belly. He said thoughtfully, “Have you got pregnant so soon?”

Stella choked up.

She wondered if he was nuts.

Stella directly kicked him out of the kitchen. “I’m busy now. Go out and suit yourself.”

Clarence walked to the living room. As soon as he sat down, the doorbell rang.

Stella stretched her head out from the kitchen. “Go check who it is.”

Clarence didn’t raise his head at all. “Not necessary. It must be the soy sauce salesman”

It seemed that Daniel hadn’t given up yet.

Stella curled her lips. She knew that nothing could be talked about since Clarence was here. Except for mocking, he wouldn’t speak anything properly. It would be better if they wouldn’t answer the door.

Sure enough, the doorbell stopped ringing after a while.

Soon, Stella came out from the kitchen and put a plate of food in front of Clarence.

Clarence looked over at her with a smile. “For me?”

“For a dog.”

Clarence was speechless.

Stella went back to the kitchen. She stayed there for a long time, and Clarence wondered what she was busy with.

chopsticks into the kitchen and washed them. Seeing that Stella was cutting the sushi rolls, he asked, “Why are you making so

“For feeding...”

finishing her words. After all, she would also eat the sushi, so she couldn’t tell him that the

man said in a

you suggesting going out for dating

and raised his brows. “Do you need

go out, which would be a great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a potato to him

know what would happen after moving into the

a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after,

the kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take

Stella wouldn’t turn

kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which was caused by

her eyes and comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done

to her bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door of the

if the wretched man was smashing the

deeply. Anyway, she would move out soon. Sherry wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils. Hence, she

shower, the tableware in the

him in

and went back

the room, Clarence was lying on the bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand

help curling her lips -- the wretched

looked up and meet her gaze. After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan

can keep them

the desk, pulled the chair,

closed the magazine. “Don’t you go

back while answering, “I’m not

the wretched man was wanting. How could she

still had soreness and pains

lifted the quilt, walked to her, and sat on

to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t you sleep? Why are you sitting

“Waiting for you.”

for me. As a designer, I’m always inspired at night. Once I’m inspired,

asked, “Are you

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

excuse. Right then, her mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she

Soon, she stopped.

down the pen and looked back at Clarence. “I can’t draw if I’m

he didn’t speak, Stella could tell that he didn’t believe what

book, and stood up. “Forget it. I’m going to

the bed and wrapped herself