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

“For feeding...”

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

man said in a

suggesting going out for dating

up his lips and raised his brows. “Do you need

the words reached the tip of her tongue,

would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She also planned

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

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

so, Stella wouldn’t turn

she heard a loud bang, which

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

pajamas. When she walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard that

wretched man was smashing the

inhaled 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,

the shower, the tableware in the

see him

off the lights and went back

the bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand

lips -- the wretched man was quite conscious,

a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan to bring them over

thank you. You can keep them and smash them

walked to the desk, pulled

the magazine. “Don’t

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

man was wanting. How could she fall into a

soreness and pains all

her, and sat on the

was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t you sleep? Why are you

“Waiting for you.”

felt a bit unease. She coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

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

Soon, she stopped.

put down the pen and looked back at

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

the draft book, and stood

on the bed and wrapped herself with the quilt