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.

Seeing that

“For feeding...”

her words. After all, she would also eat the sushi,

said in a low voice,

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

lips and raised his brows. “Do you

the words reached the tip

after moving into the Stewards’

a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting all

clean up the kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take a shower. Leave the

requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn

she heard a loud

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

to the door of the

man was smashing the tableware

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

after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen was

see him

and went back to

was lying on the bed, reading the

her lips -- the wretched man was quite

said, “I have a set of tableware of the

keep them and

spoke, Stella walked to the desk, pulled

closed the magazine. “Don’t you

back while answering, “I’m not sleepy yet. You

was wanting. How could she

had soreness and pains all

her, and sat on the

the noise and turned around. Seeing him next to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t

“Waiting for you.”

“Don’t wait for me. As a designer, I’m always inspired

asked, “Are you

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

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

Soon, she stopped.

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

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

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

and wrapped herself with the