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

neck with his hand and kissed her slowly. "You want to have another child, then you should always

could make a sound, she was carried

rain outside the window kept falling, and even

a constant dull sound and

Stella's fingers fondly and his

there felt clearly different from

a few pinholes

movements gradually slowed down as he whispered, "What is

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

this what a mosquito bite looks

mosquitoes are tiny. It's your fault for planting so many flowers and plants next

felt that this shirking

Clarence was speechless.

down and kissed her forehead

she had just gone a little too far with what she had

an excuse that

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

"Then you should reflect on

really will take a mile if I

……

her in

of the paternity test Nathan had sent him half

slightly narrowed his black

while, he put away his phone

midnight, Stella felt a coolness on her arm through the mist of sleep,

looked at the man sitting on the bedside, resisted her sleepiness and asked in a soft

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

for a moment and her sleepiness

head of the bed, and

her head against his chest, and only after a

"What?"

can't have a baby in

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

didn't even have a child,

are invalid for facts

refute

delightful to coax

around and sleep, Clarence's voice continued to reach her ears, "I remember I

corners of Stella's lips lifted as she said, "But if I remember correctly, what you said at the time was that you didn't