Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 314

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.

After finishing the dish, Clarence 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 so much food?”

“For feeding...”

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

The man said in a low voice, “Ehn?”

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

Clarence curled up his lips and raised his brows. “Do you need any help?”

“You...” Stella wanted to ask him 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, please.”

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

With a helper, who actually did a disservice, Stella cooked much faster. Shortly after, she finished cooking and putting all the food into the fridge.

When she was about to clean up the kitchen, Clarence stopped her. “Go ahead to take a shower. Leave the rest to me.”

Since he requested so, Stella wouldn’t turn him down.

As soon as she walked out of the kitchen, she heard a loud bang, which was caused by breaking a plate.

Stella closed her eyes and comforted herself to take it easy. After all, Clarence had never done such a thing before. She should appreciate his kindness and attitude.

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

She wondered if the wretched man was smashing the tableware for cleaning them up.

Stella inhaled deeply. Anyway, she would move out soon. Sherry wouldn’t cook by herself either. It would be troublesome to take along the tableware and utensils. Hence, she tried to ignore it.

When she came out of the bathroom after the shower, the tableware in the kitchen was almost smashed by Clarence.

She didn’t see him in the living room.

Stella turned off the lights and went back to the bedroom.

In the room, Clarence was lying on the bed, reading the magazine on the nightstand at random.

Stella couldn’t help curling her lips -- the wretched man was quite conscious, wasn’t he?

Clarence 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 tomorrow.”