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."

momentarily fooled

her neck with his hand and kissed her slowly. "You want to

Stella could make a sound, she was carried

window kept falling, and

with a constant dull sound and a heavy mist slowly

fingers fondly and his eyes fell on her arm

clearly

to have a few pinholes

slowed down as he

for air, she followed his line of sight and looked over. In her daze, a thought instantly flashed through her mind, then she said indifferently,

what a mosquito bite looks

are tiny. It's your fault for planting so many flowers and plants next to the studio. There will be a lot of

this shirking of responsibility was

Clarence was speechless.

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

she had just gone a little too far with what she

an

said, "Actually…it's not a big deal. Generally, the mosquitoes can't get in by closing the

said, "Then you

will take a mile if I give him

……

fell asleep, Clarence tucked her in and walked to the

and opened the results of the paternity test Nathan had sent him half a

narrowed his black

while, he put away his phone and turned to

through the

bedside, resisted her sleepiness and asked in a soft voice, "What

future, rub some ointment on it.

Stella heard these words, she froze for a

lamp at the head of the bed, and laid down

after

"What?"

me if…I can't

her. "It doesn't matter if you can't have a child. And we

again, "What if we didn't even have

for facts

couldn't refute

he say something delightful to coax her? She thought

continued to reach her ears, "I remember I said that I

I remember correctly, what you said at the time was