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

“For feeding...”

she would also eat the sushi, so she couldn’t tell

in a low voice,

out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some food for

and raised his brows.

would be a great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a potato to him instead. “Wash it

what would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She

who actually did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting all the food into the

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

Stella wouldn’t

out of the kitchen, she heard a

After all, Clarence had never done

she walked to the door of the bathroom, she

man was smashing the tableware

cook by herself either. It would be troublesome

the bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen

him in

off the lights and went back to the

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

-- the wretched man was quite

gaze. After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited

keep them and smash

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

magazine. “Don’t you go

while answering, “I’m not

wretched man was wanting. How could she fall into

soreness and pains all over her

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

was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why

“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 always inspired at night. Once I’m inspired,

“Are you

“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

Soon, she stopped.

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

didn’t speak, Stella could tell

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

the bed and