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 by him,

her slowly. "You want to have another child, then you should always take

a sound, she

the window kept falling, and even

raindrops smashed on the glass with a constant dull

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

felt clearly

have a

gradually slowed down as he whispered, "What is going on

daze, a thought instantly flashed through her mind, then she said indifferently, "I

this what a mosquito bite

and plants next to the studio. There will be

that this shirking of responsibility was

Clarence was speechless.

down and kissed her forehead

she wondered if she had just gone a little too far with what she had said; after all, those plants

just an

can't get in

said, "Then you should reflect on

thought, 'This man really will take a mile if I

……

tucked her in and

results of the

the test results and slightly narrowed his black eyes, not knowing what he was

put away his phone

her arm through the mist

slightly, looked at the man sitting on the bedside,

"Didn't you say you were bitten by mosquitoes? Don't scratch it in the future, rub some ointment on it. Bring it to the office

words, she froze for a moment

at the head of the bed, and laid down beside her again, bringing her into his arms, "Okay, let's go back

head against his chest, and only after a moment did she

"What?"

despise me if…I can't have a baby in

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

didn't even have a

for facts that

couldn't refute his

something delightful to coax

voice continued to reach her ears, "I remember I said that I don't like

what you said at the time was that you didn't like children at all, so how