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

“For feeding...”

before finishing her words. After all, she would also eat the sushi, so she couldn’t tell him that

said in

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

up his lips and raised his brows. “Do you need

words reached the tip of her tongue,

didn’t know what would happen after moving into the Stewards’

actually did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly

up the kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take

so, Stella wouldn’t turn him

heard a loud bang,

Clarence had never done such

to the door of the bathroom, she heard that

if the wretched man was smashing

cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along

shower, the tableware in the

him in the living

turned off the lights and went back to the

was lying on the bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand at

-- the

he said, “I have a set of tableware of the

thank you. You can keep them

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

closed the magazine. “Don’t you go to

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

the wretched man was wanting. How could

had soreness and pains all

walked to her, and

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

“Waiting for you.”

lied, “Don’t wait for me. As a

“Are you

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

without any inspiration. However, since she

Soon, she stopped.

and looked back at Clarence. “I

Stella could

nose, closed the draft book, and stood up.

and wrapped herself