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,

“For feeding...”

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

in a

you suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m

up his lips and raised his

words reached the tip of her tongue,

the Stewards’

did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and

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

so, Stella wouldn’t

soon as she walked out of the kitchen, she heard a loud

take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before. She should

to the door of

the wretched man was smashing the tableware

It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils. Hence, she tried

the shower,

see him

and went back to the

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

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

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

you. You can keep them and

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

the magazine. “Don’t you

not sleepy yet. You can go ahead

wretched man was wanting. How could

had soreness and

quilt, walked to her, and sat on

around. Seeing him next to her, she was

“Waiting for you.”

his direct and hot gaze, Stella felt a bit unease. She coughed and lied, “Don’t wait for me. As

“Are

“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 bite the bullets and brushed on

Soon, she stopped.

the pen and looked back at Clarence. “I can’t draw if

could tell

her nose, closed the draft book, and stood up. “Forget it. I’m

the bed and wrapped herself