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.

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

“For feeding...”

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

man said in a low

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

his lips and raised his brows. “Do

be a great help. However, when the words reached

the Stewards’ house. She also planned to

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

kitchen, Clarence stopped her.

Stella wouldn’t turn

kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which was

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

to the door of the bathroom, she

wondered if the wretched man was smashing the

inhaled deeply. Anyway, she would move out soon. Sherry wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils. Hence, she tried to ignore

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

him in

off the lights and went

Clarence was lying on the bed, reading the magazine

lips -- the wretched

meet her gaze. After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll

can keep them

pulled the chair, and took

“Don’t you go

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

knew what the wretched man was wanting. How

had soreness and

to her, and sat on the edge

next to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t

“Waiting for you.”

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

“Are you

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

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

Soon, she stopped.

back at Clarence.

speak, Stella could tell that he didn’t believe

her nose, closed the draft book, and stood

bed and wrapped herself with