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.

took the plate and chopsticks into the kitchen and washed them. Seeing that Stella was cutting the sushi

“For feeding...”

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

said in a

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

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

help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue,

after moving into the Stewards’ house. She

much faster. Shortly after, she

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

he requested so, Stella

out of the kitchen, she heard

her eyes and comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never

and get the pajamas. When she walked to

wretched man was smashing the tableware for

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

of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware

him in the

the lights and went back

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

curling her lips -- the wretched man was quite conscious,

“I have a set of tableware of the

keep them and smash

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

magazine. “Don’t you go

not sleepy yet.

what the wretched man was wanting. How could

soreness and

to her, and sat on

him next to her, she was

“Waiting for you.”

“Don’t wait for me. As a

“Are you

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

an excuse. Right then, her mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to bite the

Soon, she stopped.

the pen and looked back at Clarence. “I

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

rubbed her nose, closed the draft book, and

lay on the bed and