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.

chopsticks into the kitchen and washed them. Seeing

“For feeding...”

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

man said in a low

going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing

raised his brows.

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 him instead. “Wash it for

into the Stewards’ house.

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

clean up the kitchen, Clarence stopped her.

requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn

out of the kitchen, she heard

After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before. She

her bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door of the

if the wretched man was

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

the shower, the tableware in the

see him

turned off the lights and went

room, Clarence was lying on the bed, reading the magazine on

her lips -- the wretched

a set of tableware of the limited edition.

you. You can keep them and smash

to the desk, pulled the

“Don’t you go

“I’m not sleepy yet. You can go

knew what the wretched man was wanting. How could

still had soreness and pains all

walked to her, and sat

him next to her, she was frightened.

“Waiting for you.”

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

asked, “Are you

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

blank without any inspiration. However, since she

Soon, she stopped.

looked back at Clarence. “I

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

closed the draft book, and stood

lay on the bed and wrapped herself