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 that Stella was cutting the sushi rolls, he asked, “Why are you making so much

“For feeding...”

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

said in a low voice,

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

his lips and raised

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

moving into the Stewards’ house.

Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after, she

her. “Go

so, Stella

she walked out of the kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which was caused

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

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

wondered if the wretched man was smashing the tableware for cleaning them

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

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

see him in the

the lights and went back to

on the bed, reading the magazine on the

her lips -- the

set of tableware of

keep

Stella walked to the desk, pulled the chair, and

the magazine. “Don’t

didn’t look back while answering, “I’m not sleepy yet. You can

the wretched man was wanting. How could she

had soreness and pains all over her

walked to her, and sat on

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

“Waiting for you.”

his direct and hot gaze, Stella felt a bit unease. She coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for me. As a designer, I’m

“Are

“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.

and looked back

Although he didn’t speak, Stella could tell that he didn’t believe

closed the draft book, and stood up. “Forget it.

and wrapped