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.

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

“For feeding...”

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

said in a low voice,

you suggesting going out for dating

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

to go out, which would be a great help. However, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she handed a potato to him instead. “Wash it for me,

into the Stewards’ house.

Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting

kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to

Stella

she walked out of the kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which

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

to the door of the bathroom,

if the wretched man was smashing

Anyway, she would move out soon. Sherry wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the

the shower, the tableware in the

didn’t see him

off the lights and went back to the

was lying on the bed, reading the magazine

her lips -- the wretched man was

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

can keep

desk, pulled the chair, and took out the draft

the magazine. “Don’t

didn’t look back while answering, “I’m not sleepy yet. You can

knew what the wretched man was wanting. How could

soreness and

to her, and sat on the edge of the

noise and turned around. Seeing him next to her, she was frightened. She stammered, “You... Why don’t you sleep? Why

“Waiting for you.”

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

“Are

“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.

and looked back at Clarence.

looked up at her. Although he didn’t speak, Stella could tell that he

rubbed her nose, closed the draft book, and stood

the bed and wrapped herself