Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 795

Clarence returned home at night and found Stella and Channing sitting in his living room.

"Hi Mr. Conrad," Sherry said as she extended her arm to greet him.

Clarence cast a glance at her before turning toward the kitchen, where Stella was cooking. He walked into the kitchen, staring at her without saying anything.

Stella was perplexed by how he looked at her. "Will you be tired again?" Clarence inquired.

Stella didn't know what to say; she understood what he was saying and blushed instantly, thinking her brother and friend were sitting in the living room.

"What are you talking about?" Her teeth were clenched as she spoke.

"You invited them over for dinner again, and your last dinner was only a few days ago," Clarence said indifferently.

"Channing wasn't here the last time, and he only has time on weekends, so what's the problem?" Stella stated.

Clarence raised his brows, and no one knew if he was pleased with Stella's response.

Stella pushed him out of the kitchen, saying, "Don't stay here, go get busy."

"Chan, please come help with the salad." At Stella's request, Channing went into the kitchen.

"Do you cook?" Clarence inquired of Channing.

Channing responded casually, "Any human could cook."

Clarence was at a loss for words, while Stella burst out laughing. It wasn't a scathing remark, but it was humiliating.

Stella sent him back to the bedroom without giving him a chance to speak before returning to the kitchen. "How's school going?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary."

"Really?" Stella was skeptical because she knew Channing had recently been at the top of the trending list on the internet, which must have had an impact on his life.

Channing paused for a moment before saying, "Someone tried sneaking into the school but was caught by the security."

That was all he knew and was concerned about. Apart from an increase in the number of people blocking his path, nothing much had changed.

"It's better to talk to your company and arrange an assistant for you; there are a lot of crazy fans nowadays, and they might even broke into your house," Stella advised, fearing serious problems. "Your current location is unsafe; I'll find you a unit with more privacy."

"There is no need; the company will make arrangements if I want to move," Channing said, pausing to think about something.

"Take care of yourself, and let me know if you need anything."

"Noted."

Stella looked at Channing after she finished washing, paused, and said, "Peel the garlic too, please," handing him a knife.

Stella turned the knife over just as Channing reached for it, causing a small cut on his finger, and he bled.

Stella quickly put the knife down, reached for a tissue, and wiped away the blood, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something..."

"It's not a big deal," Channing said, explaining that it was nothing more than a scratch that would heal quickly.

Stella was still concerned, so she took him to the living room and applied medicine for him, while giving him a reminder, "Don't get it inflamed or infected."