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.

chopsticks into the kitchen and washed them. Seeing that Stella was cutting the sushi rolls, he asked,

“For feeding...”

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

in a

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

his lips and raised his brows.

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

after moving into the Stewards’ house. She

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

her. “Go ahead to take a shower. Leave the

requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn him

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

eyes and comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before. She should appreciate his kindness and

pajamas. When she walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard that another two plates were

wondered if the wretched man was smashing the tableware for cleaning

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

came out of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen was almost smashed

him

the lights and went back to

on the bed, reading

curling her lips -- the

set of tableware of

you. You can keep them and smash them

desk, pulled the chair, and took out

closed the magazine. “Don’t you

“I’m not sleepy yet.

what the wretched man was wanting.

had soreness and

lifted the quilt, walked to her, and

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

“Waiting for you.”

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

asked, “Are

“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 the bullets and

Soon, she stopped.

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

could tell

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

lay on the bed and