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

“For feeding...”

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

said in

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

lips and raised his brows.

when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a potato

moving into the Stewards’ house. She

a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after,

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

he requested so, Stella

the kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which was caused by breaking a

her eyes and comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such

her bedroom and get the pajamas. When she walked to the door of the bathroom, she heard that another two plates were

the wretched man was smashing the

wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to

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

see him

the lights and went back to

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

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

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

You can keep them and smash

desk, pulled the chair, and took

closed the magazine. “Don’t

not sleepy yet. You can

was wanting. How

soreness and

her, and

next to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t you sleep?

“Waiting for you.”

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

asked, “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 the draft book at

Soon, she stopped.

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

up at her. Although he didn’t speak, Stella could tell that he didn’t believe what she said

closed the draft book, and stood up. “Forget it. I’m going to

the bed and wrapped herself with the quilt