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.

the 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

“For feeding...”

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

in a

out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some food

curled up his lips and raised his brows.

to ask him to go out, which would be a great help. However, when the words

into the Stewards’ house. She

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

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

Stella wouldn’t turn him

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

her eyes and comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had

walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard

if the wretched man was smashing the

It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils. Hence, she

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

see him

turned off the lights and went back to

room, Clarence was lying on the bed, reading the

couldn’t help curling her lips -- the wretched man was quite conscious, wasn’t

“I have a set of

can keep them and smash

the desk, pulled the

“Don’t you go

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

knew what the wretched man was wanting. How

still had soreness and pains

her, and sat on the

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

“Waiting for you.”

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.”

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

Soon, she stopped.

and looked back at Clarence. “I

looked up 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

the bed and wrapped herself