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 him,

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

a sound, she was

outside the window kept falling,

smashed on the glass with a constant dull sound and a heavy mist

Stella's fingers fondly and his eyes fell

there felt clearly different from

a few

he whispered, "What is going on

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

what a mosquito bite

many flowers and plants next

shirking of responsibility

Clarence was speechless.

few seconds, leaned down and kissed her forehead and softened

wondered if she had just gone a little too far with what she had said;

just an excuse that

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

"Then you should reflect on

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

……

fell asleep, Clarence tucked her in and walked

phone and opened the results of the paternity test Nathan

slightly narrowed his black eyes, not knowing what he

while, he put away his

the

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

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

words, she froze for a moment and her sleepiness dissipated

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

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

"What?"

can't have a baby

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

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

for facts

couldn't refute his

say something delightful to coax her? She

reach her ears, "I remember I said that I don't like children much, I only

of Stella's 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