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 Stella was cutting the sushi rolls, he

“For feeding...”

sushi, so she couldn’t tell him that the

said in a low

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

lips and raised his brows. “Do you need

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

would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house.

Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting all the

up the kitchen, Clarence stopped her.

Stella

the kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which was caused

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

pajamas. When she walked to the door of the

was smashing the tableware for cleaning

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

shower, the tableware in

him in the

off the lights and went

bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand at

curling her lips -- the

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

thank you. You can keep them

pulled the chair, and took out the

closed the magazine. “Don’t you

not sleepy yet. You can go

wretched man was wanting. How

still had soreness and pains all

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

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

“Waiting for you.”

hot gaze, Stella felt a bit unease. She coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for me. As a designer,

“Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had

Soon, she stopped.

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

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

rubbed her nose, closed the draft book, and stood up.

lay on the bed and wrapped herself with