Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella unlocked her phone and clicked open the photos one by one.

Sherry also sandwiched a few private photos at the end, which were photos of Channing and Winnie together.

They looked surprisingly well-matched standing together, even the meticulously decorated backdrop behind them looked less impressive.

When Stella got home, she changed her shoes and went into the bedroom. After that, she took out the photo album from the bookcase, went back to the sofa, got out her phone, and carefully compared the looks of William and Channing.

Clarence walked over and sat next to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, "What are you doing?"

Stella wriggled and was a little annoyed, "Stop it, I have serious business."

Clarence's gaze fell on the photo album and the phone in her hands, and he knew what she was doing with just one sweeping glance.

After repeatedly comparing them, Stella then said to Clarence, "Look, didn't Channing and my dad look very alike when they were young?"

"Really? I thought they were pretty much the same."

Stella doubted it.

She didn't understand, "What do you mean by pretty much the same?"

Clarence took the photo album in her hand and flipped through it casually. "It means that good-looking people all have the same characteristics."

Wut?

Clarence continued, "Of course, I'm different from them."

Wut again?

She grumbled, "Do you dare to say this in front of my dad?"

Clarence froze for a moment and resigned himself to silence.

Stella took the photo album back and muttered in a low voice, "But I don't think Chan looks like the young Jeffrey, why?"

"Have you seen pictures of Jeffrey when he was young?"

"...No."

"That's it."

Stella didn't give up and said, "But you really don't think their eyebrows and profiles are very similar? Was there a problem with the last DNA test...?"

Clarence said, "What you should be thinking about now is not this."

was momentarily fooled by him,

of her neck with his hand and kissed her slowly. "You want to have another child,

a sound, she was carried

rain outside the window kept

smashed on the glass with a constant dull sound and a

fingers fondly and his

felt clearly different from

appeared to have a few pinholes left on

gradually slowed down as he whispered, "What is going

she followed his line of sight and looked over. In her daze, a thought instantly flashed through her mind, then she said indifferently, "I was bitten by mosquitos, and it was too itchy so I

this what a mosquito bite

your fault for planting so many flowers and plants next to the studio. There will be

felt that this shirking of

Clarence was speechless.

for a few seconds, leaned down and kissed her forehead and softened his tone of voice,

little too far with what she had said; after all, those plants

it was just an excuse

mosquitoes can't get in by closing the window screen.

"Then you should reflect on

man really will take a mile if

……

asleep, Clarence tucked her in and walked to the

opened the results of the paternity test Nathan had sent

the test results and slightly narrowed his black

his phone and turned to

through the mist of

looked at the man sitting on the bedside, resisted her sleepiness and asked in a soft voice, "What are

in the future, rub some ointment on it. Bring it to the office tomorrow, it can also repel

these words, she froze for

at the head of the bed, and laid down beside her

leaned her head against his chest, and only after a moment did she open her mouth

"What?"

if…I can't have a baby

doesn't matter if you can't have a child. And we already have

didn't even have a

invalid for

refute his

coax her? She thought

voice continued to reach her ears, "I

said, "But if I remember correctly, what you said at the time was that you didn't like children at all, so how