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.

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

“For feeding...”

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

said in a low

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

lips and raised his

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

didn’t know what would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She

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

to clean up the kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take a shower. Leave the

Stella wouldn’t turn

heard a loud

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

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

if the wretched man was smashing the

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

the shower, the tableware in the kitchen was almost smashed by

didn’t see him in

and went back to

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

help curling her lips -- the wretched

set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll

keep them

desk, pulled the chair, and took out the draft

magazine. “Don’t you

“I’m not sleepy yet. You can go

what the wretched man was wanting. How could she

had soreness and pains all over her

lifted the quilt, walked to her, and

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

“Waiting for you.”

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

“Are

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

just made an excuse. Right then, her mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she

Soon, she stopped.

down the pen and looked back at

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

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

on the bed and wrapped