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 was cutting the sushi rolls,

“For feeding...”

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

said in a low voice,

“Didn’t you suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some

and raised his brows. “Do

the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a

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

much faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting

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

so, Stella

the kitchen, she heard a loud bang,

comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before.

the pajamas. When she walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard

wondered if the wretched man was smashing

wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils. Hence, she tried to

out of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen was almost smashed

didn’t see him in

off the lights and went back to the

was lying on the bed, reading the magazine on

help curling her lips -- the

he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition.

thank you. You can keep them and smash them

the desk, pulled the chair, and took

magazine. “Don’t you go

not

knew what the wretched man was wanting. How could she fall into

still had soreness and pains all over

the quilt, walked to her, and sat on the

to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t you sleep? Why are

“Waiting for you.”

and lied, “Don’t wait for me. As a designer, I’m always inspired at night. Once

asked, “Are

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

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

Soon, she stopped.

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

could tell that he didn’t believe what she said

her nose, closed the draft book, and

bed and wrapped herself with the