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

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

could make a sound,

the window kept falling, and even got

raindrops smashed on the glass with a constant dull

his eyes fell

skin there felt clearly

to have a

as he whispered, "What

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 mosquitos,

this what a mosquito bite

and plants next to the

shirking of responsibility

Clarence was speechless.

few seconds, leaned down and kissed her forehead and softened his tone

his tone, she wondered if she had just gone a little too far with what

was just an excuse

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

said, "Then you should reflect

take a mile if I

……

fell asleep, Clarence tucked her in and

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

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

a while, he put away his phone

Stella felt a coolness on her arm through the mist of sleep, and she vaguely smelled a fresh

opened her eyes slightly, looked at the man sitting on the bedside, resisted her sleepiness and asked in a

were bitten by mosquitoes? Don't scratch it in the future, rub some ointment on it. Bring it to the office tomorrow, it can

froze for a moment and

head of the bed, and

and only after a

"What?"

me if…I can't have a baby in the

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

again, "What if we didn't even have a child, will you

invalid for facts that already

refute his

coax her? She thought to

was about to turn around and sleep, Clarence's voice continued to reach her ears, "I remember I said that I

said at the time was that you didn't like children