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.

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 so much

“For feeding...”

eat the sushi, so

said in a low

whispered, “Didn’t you suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing

raised his brows. “Do you

when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a

into the Stewards’ house. She also planned

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

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

so, Stella wouldn’t turn

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

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

her bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door of

if the wretched man was

by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and

the shower,

him

lights and

was lying on the bed, reading the magazine on the

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

After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask

keep them and

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

“Don’t you go

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

knew what the wretched man was wanting.

soreness and pains

to her, and sat on the edge of

was frightened. She

“Waiting for you.”

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

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

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

Soon, she stopped.

and looked back at

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

draft book, and stood up. “Forget it.

bed and wrapped