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

“For feeding...”

would also eat the sushi, so she couldn’t tell him that the food was to feed

in a

going out

up his lips and raised his brows. “Do you

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

what would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She also planned to date him

faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting all the food into the

the kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take a

so, Stella

as she walked out of the kitchen, she heard a loud bang,

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

When she walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard that another

wretched man was

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

she came out of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen was almost smashed by

him in the

off the lights and went

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

help curling her lips -- the wretched man was quite conscious,

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

keep them and smash

spoke, Stella walked to the desk, pulled the chair, and took out the

magazine. “Don’t you go

not sleepy yet. You can

man was wanting. How could she fall into a

had soreness and pains all over

her, and sat on the

to her, she was

“Waiting for you.”

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.”

mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she

Soon, she stopped.

looked back at Clarence. “I can’t

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

her nose, closed the draft book, and stood

on the bed and