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.

kitchen and washed them. Seeing that Stella was cutting the sushi

“For feeding...”

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

said in

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

up his lips and raised his brows.

Stella wanted to 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

into the Stewards’ house.

helper, who actually did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after, she

was about to clean up the kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take

Stella wouldn’t turn

heard a loud bang, which

closed her eyes and comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never

to the door of the bathroom, she heard that another two plates

was smashing the

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

the shower, the

didn’t see him

off the lights and went back to the

the room, Clarence was lying on the bed,

couldn’t help curling her lips -- the wretched man was

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

thank you. You can keep them and smash them

Stella walked to the desk, pulled the chair, and took

closed the magazine. “Don’t you go

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

knew what the wretched man was wanting. How could she fall

still had soreness and pains

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

“Waiting for you.”

felt a bit unease. She coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for me. As a designer, I’m always inspired at night.

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

excuse. Right then, her mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to bite the bullets and brushed

Soon, she stopped.

back

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

rubbed her nose, closed the draft book, and stood up. “Forget it. I’m going to

the bed and wrapped herself with