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,

“For feeding...”

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

said in a low

suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some food

and raised his brows. “Do you

a great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a potato to him instead. “Wash

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

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

Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead

requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn

soon as she walked out of the kitchen, she heard a loud

eyes and comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before. She should appreciate his kindness and

When she walked to the door of the bathroom,

wondered if the wretched man was smashing the tableware

wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would

came out of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware

him in the living

the lights and went back to

was lying on the bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand at

-- the wretched man

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

thank you. You can keep them

spoke, Stella walked to the desk, pulled the chair,

“Don’t you go

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

the wretched man was wanting. How could

had soreness and pains all

her, and sat

and turned around. Seeing him next to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t

“Waiting for you.”

hot gaze, Stella felt a bit unease. She coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for

“Are you

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

she

Soon, she stopped.

back at Clarence. “I can’t draw

Stella could tell that he

closed the draft book, and stood up. “Forget

and wrapped