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.

finishing the 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...”

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

in a low

suggesting going out for

raised

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 me,

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

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

the kitchen, Clarence stopped her.

Stella

out of the kitchen, she heard a loud bang,

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

When she walked to

if the wretched man was smashing the

either. It

bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen was almost

didn’t see him in

lights and went

the bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand

-- the wretched man was quite

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

can keep them and smash

walked to the desk, pulled the chair, and took

magazine. “Don’t you

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

wanting. How could

still had soreness and pains

walked to her, and sat on the

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

“Waiting for you.”

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

asked, “Are

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to bite the bullets and brushed on the draft book

Soon, she stopped.

looked back

Stella could

book, and stood up.

bed and