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.

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

“For feeding...”

sushi, so she couldn’t tell him that the

man said in a

a while, Stella whispered, “Didn’t you suggesting going out for dating tomorrow? I’m preparing some food

lips and raised his

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

didn’t know what would happen after moving into the Stewards’ house. She also planned to

much faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking

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

requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn

of the kitchen, she heard a

herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such a

and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door

if the wretched man was smashing

cook by herself either. It would

of the bathroom after the shower,

see him in the

and went back to the

bed, reading the magazine

couldn’t help curling her lips -- the wretched man was quite

looked up and meet her gaze. After a moment, he said, “I have a set of tableware of the limited edition. I’ll ask Nathan to bring them over for you

keep

to the desk, pulled the chair, and

magazine. “Don’t you go

answering, “I’m not sleepy yet. You can

wretched man was wanting. How could she fall into

still had soreness and pains all over

her, and

she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t you

“Waiting for you.”

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

asked, “Are you inspired

“Of course!”

“Okay. Go ahead drawing.”

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.

down the pen and looked back at

he didn’t speak, Stella could

book, and stood up. “Forget

bed and wrapped herself with the