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.

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

“For feeding...”

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

man said in a low

a while, Stella whispered, “Didn’t you suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some

and raised his brows. “Do

However, when the words

into the Stewards’

much faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting

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

requested so, Stella wouldn’t

of the kitchen, she heard

After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before. She should appreciate

went back to her bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door of the bathroom, she

the wretched man was smashing the tableware for cleaning them

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,

shower, the tableware in the kitchen was almost smashed

see him in the

lights and went back to

lying on the bed, reading the

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

he said, “I have a set of tableware of the

You can keep them and smash

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

the magazine. “Don’t

“I’m not sleepy yet.

knew what the wretched man was wanting. How

had soreness and pains

her, and sat on

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

“Waiting for you.”

direct 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

“Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

since she had said so, she had to bite the bullets and

Soon, she stopped.

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

Although he didn’t speak, Stella could tell that

and

on the bed and wrapped herself