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.

washed them. Seeing that Stella

“For feeding...”

finishing her words. After all, she would also eat the sushi, so she

man said in a

Stella whispered, “Didn’t you suggesting going out

his lips and raised his brows. “Do you need any

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

moving into the Stewards’ house. She also

did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly

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

requested so, Stella wouldn’t

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

After all, Clarence had

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

if the wretched man was

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 tried to

of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware

him in the living

off the lights and went back to the

Clarence was lying on the bed, reading the magazine

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

“I have a set of tableware

can keep them

pulled

magazine. “Don’t you

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

the wretched man was wanting. How could she fall

had soreness and

to her, and sat on

her, she was frightened. She stammered,

“Waiting for you.”

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

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to bite

Soon, she stopped.

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

speak, Stella could

the draft book, and stood up. “Forget

and wrapped