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.

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...”

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

in

you suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some food

raised his brows.

great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a potato to him instead.

what would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She also planned

who actually did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after,

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

he requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn him

heard a loud bang,

After all, Clarence

to her bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard that another two plates

man was

herself either. It would be troublesome

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

him in

turned off the lights and went back to the

the room, Clarence was lying on the bed, reading the magazine on

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

the desk, pulled the chair, and took out the

magazine. “Don’t you go to

didn’t look back while answering, “I’m not sleepy yet. You

wretched man was wanting. How could

still had soreness and pains

quilt, walked to her, and sat on the edge

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

“Waiting for you.”

felt a bit unease. She coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for

asked, “Are

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

since she had said so, she had to bite

Soon, she stopped.

pen and looked back at Clarence.

speak, Stella could tell that he

nose, closed the draft book, and

lay on the bed and wrapped herself with the quilt