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.

Clarence 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

“For feeding...”

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

man said in a

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

raised his brows. “Do you need any

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

happen after moving into the Stewards’

cooked much faster. Shortly after, she

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

he requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn him

kitchen, she heard a

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

walked to the door of the bathroom,

if the wretched man was smashing the tableware for

wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils.

out of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware in

didn’t see him in the

turned off the lights and went back

on the bed, reading the

couldn’t help curling her lips -- the

have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan to bring them over

you. You can keep

desk, pulled the

closed the magazine. “Don’t you go

not sleepy yet. You can go

the wretched man was wanting. How could

soreness and pains all over her

to her, and sat on the edge of

next to her, she was frightened. She stammered,

“Waiting for you.”

coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for me. As a designer, I’m always inspired at night. Once I’m inspired,

“Are you

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

inspiration. However, since she had said so, she had to bite the bullets and brushed on the draft book at

Soon, she stopped.

back at Clarence.

speak, Stella could tell that he didn’t believe

rubbed her nose, closed the draft book, and

the bed and wrapped