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.

the dish, Clarence took the plate and chopsticks into the kitchen and washed them. Seeing

“For feeding...”

After all, she would also eat the sushi, so she couldn’t

man said in a low

suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m

curled up his lips 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

didn’t know what would happen after moving into the Stewards’

disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after,

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

requested so, Stella wouldn’t

as she walked out of the kitchen, she heard

all, Clarence had

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

the wretched man was smashing the tableware

herself either. It would be troublesome to take

came out of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen

him in

and went back to

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

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

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

thank you. You can keep

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

closed the magazine. “Don’t

answering, “I’m not sleepy yet. You

was wanting. How could she fall into

still had soreness and

quilt, walked to her, and sat on the edge of the

her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t

“Waiting for you.”

and hot gaze, 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

“Are

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

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

Soon, she stopped.

pen and looked back

speak, Stella could tell

nose, closed the draft book, and stood up.

the bed and wrapped herself with the