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

“For feeding...”

sushi, so she couldn’t tell him that

said in

a while, Stella whispered, “Didn’t you suggesting going out for

his lips and raised his brows. “Do

when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a potato to him instead. “Wash it for me,

the Stewards’

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

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

so, Stella

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

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

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

wondered if the wretched man was smashing the tableware for cleaning

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

bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen was almost

see him in the living

and went back

on the bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand at

-- the

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

keep them and smash them

pulled the chair, and took out the draft

the magazine. “Don’t you go

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

wanting. How could she fall

had soreness and pains all over her

lifted the quilt, walked to her, and

her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You...

“Waiting for you.”

coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for me.

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

since she had said so, she

Soon, she stopped.

back at Clarence.

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

closed the draft book, and stood up. “Forget it.

lay on the bed and wrapped