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 plate and chopsticks into the kitchen and washed them. Seeing that Stella was cutting the sushi rolls, he asked, “Why are you making so

“For feeding...”

After all, she would also eat the sushi,

in a low voice,

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

raised his brows.

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

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

faster. Shortly

she was about to clean up the kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take a shower. Leave the rest to

Stella

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

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

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

was smashing the tableware

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

out of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen

see him

turned off the lights and went back to

the room, Clarence was lying on the bed, reading

-- the wretched man was quite conscious, wasn’t

and meet her gaze. After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan

You can keep them and smash them

the desk, pulled

closed the magazine. “Don’t you go to

back while answering, “I’m not

what the wretched man was wanting. How could

and pains all over her

quilt, walked to her, and sat on the

her, she was frightened. She stammered,

“Waiting for you.”

for me. As a designer, I’m always inspired at night. Once

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

just made an excuse. Right then, her mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to

Soon, she stopped.

looked back at Clarence. “I

her. Although he didn’t speak, Stella could tell that he didn’t

draft book, and stood up.

bed and wrapped herself with the