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

caressed the back of her neck with his hand and kissed her slowly. "You want to have another child, then you

make a sound, she was

rain outside the window kept falling, and even got progressively

smashed on the glass with a constant dull

Stella's fingers fondly and his eyes fell on her arm

felt clearly

have a few

as he whispered, "What

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

this what a mosquito bite

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

felt that this shirking of responsibility was

Clarence was speechless.

kissed

just gone a little too far with

an excuse that she

a big deal. Generally, the mosquitoes can't get in by closing the window

"Then you should reflect on

take a mile

……

fell asleep, Clarence tucked her in and walked to the

and opened the results of the paternity test

looked at the test results and slightly narrowed his black eyes, not knowing what

his phone and turned to leave the

coolness on her arm through the mist of sleep, and she vaguely

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

mosquitoes? Don't scratch it in the future, rub some ointment on it. Bring it to the office tomorrow, it

froze for a moment and her

in his hand, turned off the wall lamp at the head of the bed,

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

"What?"

despise me if…I can't have a baby

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

again, "What if we didn't even have a child,

for facts that already

couldn't refute

coax her? She thought to herself.

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

was that you didn't like children at all, so how did it turn out that