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 Stella was cutting the sushi rolls, he asked,

“For feeding...”

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

said in

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

curled up his lips and raised his

a great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she

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

a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly

the kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead

he requested so, Stella

heard a loud bang, which was caused

her eyes and comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before. She

walked to

if the wretched man was smashing the tableware for cleaning

soon. Sherry wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would

the shower,

didn’t see him in the

the lights and went back to

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

the wretched man was quite conscious, wasn’t

and meet her gaze. After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware

can keep them and

the desk, pulled the

“Don’t

while answering, “I’m not sleepy

wretched man was wanting.

had soreness and

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

him next to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You...

“Waiting for you.”

for

“Are

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

any inspiration. 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

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

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

lay on the bed and wrapped herself with the quilt