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.

into the kitchen and washed them. Seeing that Stella was cutting the sushi rolls, he asked, “Why are you making so much

“For feeding...”

all, she would also eat the sushi,

man said in

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

curled up his lips and raised

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 to him instead. “Wash it for me,

happen after moving into the Stewards’

faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting

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

requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn

heard a

easy. After all, Clarence had

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

the wretched man was smashing the tableware

Sherry wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils. Hence,

shower, the tableware

him in the living

lights and went back to the

on the bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand

her lips -- the wretched man was quite

set of tableware of the

can keep them and

desk, pulled the chair, and took out

magazine. “Don’t you go

back while answering, “I’m not sleepy

knew what the wretched man was wanting. How could

soreness and pains all

the quilt, walked to her, and sat on the edge of

the noise and turned around. Seeing him next to her, she was frightened.

“Waiting for you.”

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

“Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

However, since she had said so, she had to bite the

Soon, she stopped.

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

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

the draft book, and stood up.

and wrapped herself with the