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.

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

“For feeding...”

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

man said in a low

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

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

out, which would be a great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a potato to

moving into the Stewards’ house. She also planned to date

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

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

he requested so, Stella wouldn’t

heard

comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never

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

wondered if the wretched man was

cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware

bathroom after the shower, the

didn’t see him in the living

the lights and went back

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

lips -- the wretched man

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

can keep

Stella walked to the desk, pulled the chair, and

“Don’t

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

wretched man was wanting. How could she fall into a

soreness and pains all over her

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

around. Seeing him next to her, she was frightened. She

“Waiting for you.”

lied, “Don’t wait for me.

“Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to bite the

Soon, she stopped.

and looked back at Clarence.

could tell

and stood up. “Forget

on the bed and wrapped herself with the quilt