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.

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

“For feeding...”

would also eat the sushi, so

in a

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

up 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 handed

what would happen after moving into the Stewards’

actually did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after,

her. “Go ahead

so, Stella wouldn’t turn him

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

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

bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the

was smashing the tableware for

inhaled deeply. Anyway, she would move out soon. Sherry wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome

came out of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the

him in

and went back

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

lips -- the wretched

her gaze. After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan to bring them over for you

you. You can keep them and smash

the desk, pulled the chair, and took out the draft

“Don’t you go to

back while answering, “I’m not sleepy

was wanting. How could

and pains

lifted the quilt, walked to her, and sat on the edge

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

“Waiting for you.”

wait for me. As a designer, I’m always inspired at night. Once I’m inspired, I may

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

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

Soon, she stopped.

the pen and looked back

he didn’t speak, Stella could tell that he didn’t believe what she

the draft book, and stood up. “Forget it. I’m going to

the bed and