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.

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

“For feeding...”

the sushi, so she couldn’t tell him that the food

said in a

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

lips and raised

great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she

into the

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

kitchen, Clarence stopped her.

requested so, Stella wouldn’t

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

it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such

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

the wretched man 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 and utensils. Hence, she tried

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

didn’t see him in the

the lights and went

the bed, reading

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

“I have a set

keep them and smash

pulled

the magazine. “Don’t

not

wanting. How

and pains all over her

quilt, walked to her, and sat on the edge of the

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

“Waiting for you.”

lied, “Don’t wait for me.

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

made an excuse. Right then, her mind was blank without any inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to bite the bullets and brushed on the draft

Soon, she stopped.

the pen and looked back at Clarence.

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

the draft book, and stood up. “Forget it.

bed and