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.

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...”

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

man said in a low

out for dating tomorrow?

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

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

didn’t know what would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She also planned to date

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

Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take a

requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn him

she walked out of the kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which was caused

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

went back to her bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard that another

wretched man was smashing the tableware for cleaning

soon. Sherry wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware

of the bathroom after the shower, the

him

lights and

bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand at

help curling her lips -- the wretched man was quite

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

You can keep them and smash

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

magazine. “Don’t you go to

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

wanting. How could she fall

and pains all over

to her, and sat on

was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t you sleep? Why

“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 may stay

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

an excuse. Right then, her mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she

Soon, she stopped.

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

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

closed the draft book, and stood

lay on the bed and