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 kitchen and washed them. Seeing that Stella was cutting the

“For feeding...”

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

man said in a low voice,

going out for dating tomorrow?

up his lips and raised

which would be a great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a potato to him instead. “Wash it

moving into the Stewards’ house. She

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

stopped her. “Go

he requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn

she heard a loud bang,

it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such a thing

the pajamas. When she walked to the door of the

if the wretched man was smashing the tableware for

cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to

out of the bathroom after the shower,

didn’t see him in

turned off the lights and

room, Clarence was lying on the bed, reading the

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

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

keep them and smash

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

closed the magazine. “Don’t you go

answering, “I’m not sleepy yet.

was wanting. How could

soreness and

lifted the quilt, walked to her, and sat on the

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

“Waiting for you.”

wait for me. As

“Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

without any inspiration. However, since she had

Soon, she stopped.

and looked back at Clarence. “I

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

draft book, and stood

lay on the bed and wrapped herself with the