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.

and washed them. Seeing that Stella was cutting the sushi rolls, he

“For feeding...”

her words. After all, she would also eat the sushi, so she

in a low

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

his lips and raised his

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

didn’t know what would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She also planned

a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after, she

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

requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn him

she heard a loud bang, which

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

pajamas. When she walked to the door

wretched man was

soon. Sherry wouldn’t 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

see him in the living

lights and went back to

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

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

have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan to bring

keep them and smash them

the desk, pulled the chair,

magazine. “Don’t

while answering, “I’m not sleepy

wretched man was wanting. How could she fall into a

and pains all

the quilt, walked to her, and

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

“Waiting for you.”

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

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

inspiration. However, since she had said so,

Soon, she stopped.

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

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

rubbed her nose, closed the draft book, and stood

bed and wrapped herself with