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."

fooled by

caressed the back of her neck with his hand and kissed her slowly. "You

Stella could make a sound, she was

window kept falling, and even got

a constant dull

his eyes fell on her arm

skin there felt clearly different from

appeared to have a few pinholes left

he whispered, "What

gasped 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, "I was bitten by

what a

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

shirking of responsibility

Clarence was speechless.

kissed

Stella heard his tone, she wondered if she had just gone a little too far with what she had said; after all,

was just an excuse that

mosquitoes can't get in by closing the

"Then you should reflect on

really will take a mile if

……

tucked her in and walked to the

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

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

his phone

through the mist of sleep, and she

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

whispered, "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

for a moment

the wall lamp at the head of the bed, and laid down beside her again, bringing her into his arms,

and only after a

"What?"

me if…I can't

can't have a

even have a

assumptions are invalid for

refute his

delightful to coax her? She thought

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

lips lifted as she said, "But if I remember correctly, what you said at the time was that you didn't like children at all, so how did it turn out that you don't like them much