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

“For feeding...”

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

in a low

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

up his lips and raised his

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

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

disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after,

Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to

so, Stella wouldn’t turn him

out of the kitchen, she heard

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

bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door of

if the wretched man was smashing the tableware for

herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils. Hence, she tried to ignore

after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen

didn’t see him

lights and went

Clarence was lying on the bed, reading

-- the wretched man was quite conscious, wasn’t

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

thank you. You can keep them and smash them

to the desk, pulled the chair, and

magazine. “Don’t you go

answering, “I’m not sleepy yet.

what the wretched man was wanting.

soreness and pains all

to her, and

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

“Waiting for you.”

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.”

However, since she had said so, she had to bite the

Soon, she stopped.

back at Clarence. “I can’t draw if

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

closed the draft book, and

and wrapped herself with the