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

“For feeding...”

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

said in a low voice,

suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some food for

raised his brows. “Do you need

would be a great help. However, when the words reached the

the Stewards’ house.

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

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

so, Stella

she heard

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

pajamas. When she walked to the door of the

wretched man was smashing the tableware for cleaning

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

after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen

see him in

the lights and went back to the

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

-- the wretched

have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan

you. You can keep them

the desk, pulled the chair, and took out the draft

magazine. “Don’t you go

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

man was wanting. How could

had soreness and pains all over her

and sat on the edge of

heard the noise and turned around. Seeing him next to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t you sleep? Why are you sitting

“Waiting for you.”

his direct and hot gaze, Stella felt a bit unease. She coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for me. As a designer, I’m always inspired at night. Once I’m inspired, I

“Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

excuse. Right then, her mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to bite

Soon, she stopped.

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

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

draft book, and stood up. “Forget it.

the bed and wrapped herself