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

with his hand and kissed her slowly.

sound, she was carried into the

window kept

glass with a constant dull sound and a

fingers fondly and his

felt clearly different from

to have a

as he whispered, "What is going on

instantly flashed through her mind, then she said indifferently, "I was bitten by mosquitos, and it was

a mosquito bite

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

felt that this shirking of

Clarence was speechless.

seconds, leaned down and kissed her forehead and

if she had just gone a little

an excuse that she

Generally, the mosquitoes can't get in by

said, "Then you should reflect

a mile if I

……

tucked her in and

took out his phone and opened the results of the paternity test Nathan had

test results and slightly narrowed his

he put away his phone and

arm through the mist

her eyes slightly, looked at the man sitting on the bedside, resisted her sleepiness and

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

words, she froze for a moment and her sleepiness dissipated

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

leaned her head against his chest, and only after

"What?"

despise me if…I can't

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

again, "What if we didn't even

are invalid for

couldn't refute

say something delightful to coax her? She thought

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

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