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.

and washed them. Seeing that Stella

“For feeding...”

finishing her words. After all, she would also eat the sushi, so she couldn’t tell him

in a low voice,

going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some

up his lips and raised his brows. “Do

the words reached the tip of her

know what would happen after moving into the Stewards’

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

her. “Go

he requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn

of the kitchen, she heard a

take it easy. After all, Clarence had never

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

was smashing

herself either. It would be

the bathroom after the shower, the

see him in

off the lights and went back to

was lying on the bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand

curling her lips -- the wretched

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

you. You can keep them and

to the desk, pulled

“Don’t you go to

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

man was wanting. How

still had soreness and

and sat on the edge of

heard the noise and turned around. Seeing him next to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why

“Waiting for you.”

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

“Are

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

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

Soon, she stopped.

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

could tell that he

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

on the bed and wrapped herself with the