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.

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

“For feeding...”

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

in a low

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

lips and raised his brows. “Do

out, which would be a great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a

know what would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She

cooked much faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting all the

Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead

Stella wouldn’t turn

of the kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which was caused by breaking a

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

her bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard that another two

the wretched man was smashing the tableware for

out soon. Sherry wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along

of the bathroom after the shower,

didn’t see him in the living

and went back

was lying on the bed, reading the

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

After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan

keep them and smash them

desk, pulled the chair, and

closed the magazine. “Don’t you go

look back while answering, “I’m not sleepy

wanting.

still had soreness and pains all over her

quilt, walked to her, and sat on the edge of the

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

“Waiting for you.”

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

“Are you

“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 brushed on the draft book

Soon, she stopped.

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

he didn’t speak, Stella could tell that he didn’t believe what she said

nose, closed the draft book, and stood up. “Forget it.

lay on the bed and wrapped herself with the