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.

took the plate and chopsticks into the kitchen and washed them. Seeing that Stella

“For feeding...”

sushi, so she couldn’t tell him that the food was to feed

said in a

out

lips and raised his brows. “Do

a great help. However, when the words reached the tip

after moving into the Stewards’ house.

helper, who actually did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking

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

he requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn him

out of the kitchen, she heard

to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before. She

walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard that

wondered if the wretched man was

wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome

the shower,

him in the living

the lights and went back to

bed, reading the magazine on the

couldn’t help curling her lips -- the wretched man was quite conscious, wasn’t

looked up and meet her gaze. After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan to bring

can keep them and

to the desk, pulled the

magazine. “Don’t you go to

while answering, “I’m not sleepy yet. You can go ahead

wretched man was wanting. How could she fall into

had soreness and

quilt, walked to her, and

the noise and turned around. Seeing him next to her, she was frightened. She

“Waiting for you.”

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

asked, “Are

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

she had said so, she had to bite the bullets and brushed

Soon, she stopped.

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

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

closed the draft book, and stood

on the bed and wrapped herself with the