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

“For feeding...”

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

said in

going out for dating

his lips and raised his brows. “Do you

which would be a great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue,

would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She also planned

a helper, who actually did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after, she

Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take a shower. Leave the rest to

Stella wouldn’t turn him

as she walked out of the kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which was caused by

all, Clarence had never done such a thing

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

the wretched man was smashing the tableware for cleaning them

cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware

the shower,

him

and went

lying on the bed, reading the magazine

lips -- the wretched man was

he said, “I have a set of tableware

You can keep them and

walked to the desk, pulled the chair, and took out

magazine. “Don’t

while answering, “I’m not sleepy yet. You

wanting. How could

and pains

walked to her, and

was frightened. She stammered,

“Waiting for you.”

Stella felt a bit unease. She coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for me. As a designer, I’m always inspired at night. Once I’m inspired, I may stay

asked, “Are

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to bite the bullets and brushed on the draft book

Soon, she stopped.

the pen and looked back at Clarence. “I

looked up at her. Although he didn’t speak, Stella could tell that he didn’t believe what she

book, and stood up. “Forget

bed and