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.

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

“For feeding...”

eat the sushi, so she couldn’t tell him that

in a

Stella whispered, “Didn’t you suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some food for

curled up his lips and raised his

would be a great help. However, when the words reached the

know what would happen after moving into the

faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting all the food into

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

he requested so, Stella

she walked out of the kitchen, she heard a loud

After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before. She should appreciate his kindness

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

wondered if the wretched man was

wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils. Hence,

bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the

see him in the living

off the lights and went

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

couldn’t help curling her lips -- the wretched man was quite conscious, wasn’t

After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan

keep them

the desk, pulled the chair,

magazine. “Don’t

didn’t look back while answering, “I’m not sleepy yet. You can

wanting. How could she

had soreness and pains all over

walked to her, and sat on

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

“Waiting for you.”

wait for me.

“Are you

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

inspiration. However, since she

Soon, she stopped.

put down the pen and looked back at

at her. Although he didn’t speak, Stella could

rubbed her nose, closed the draft book, and stood up. “Forget it. I’m

lay on the bed and wrapped herself with the