Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

The snow outside the window continued felling, which made the branches bend down.

The heating system was on in the room, and the temperature was going up.

Clarence's grip on her waist tightened, but he let go of it immediately for fear of harming the baby in her belly.

Seeing the cunning look in her eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed. He slowly raised his hand and stroked her ear. And said in a low, hoarse voice, "Did the doctor tell you that pregnancy takes ten months, not a lifetime?"

Stella was about to retreat when being pulled into his arms.

Clarence lowered his head and leaned against her nose. Her breath was warm. "I'll remember this first."

As he spoke, his lips brushed past hers.

The touch made Stella's fingertips tremble, but she said stubbornly, "Let's see whether you can hold on for ten months first."

Clarence said reasonably, "There are only eight months left."

He continued. "Have you forgotten what the doctor said? Your situation is special. You should have the cesarean as soon as possible before the child growing too big.

"In this way, there are only five to six months left at most."

Stella couldn't find a single word to refute.

He must be a time counting master.

Stella gently pounded his chest. "I won't bother you anymore. Go to sleep."

However, Clarence did not let her go. He finally bit her lips and put his hands into her hair, rubbing the tender skin behind her ear.

Stella almost couldn't breathe because of his possessive kiss.

After a long time, Clarence finally let go of her. He said with dissatisfaction of desire. "Sleep."

In the past, he would always let her use her hand.

She didn't know if the doctor's words worked that he didn't bother her anymore today.

Lying in his arms, Stella rubbed against him with satisfaction and closed her eyes. "Good night."

Clarence held her in his arms and rested his chin on her head. He said calmly, "I thought you wanted me not to fell in sleep tonight."

night' was for

quiet again, leaving only the light

a low voice,

I

is a

"A dream of me."

lightly as he

…

it was

in a wheelchair. One of his men

skinny man was kneeling in front of the tombstone. His back and head drooped feebly, and his body was covered with

said, "Young Master Justin, it's windy here.

answer, but looked at the scene in front of him

a long time, he smiled with

said slowly, "He might not expect that he would end up like this before he did

subordinate stood silently, not daring

the tombstone with

brought the news, Clarence and Stella were having

frowned and did not

calm and

learned from the rumors that Darnell James was terrible enough, but I didn't expect that Young Master Justin

"Rumors are all fake. But

a piece of bread in his mouth and looked at Elaine. "Don't you remember? Who refused to

Elaine blushed. "I... I..."

couldn't think

long ago had that happened? Now she felt that she herself looked like an idiot when

of many social death moments when you looked back in your

if I didn't refuse to marry him, he

agreed. "You finally have a clear understanding of

bickering, Stella looked at Nathan and asked, "Is the body still in the

"Yes. Young Master Justin sent someone

her lips gently and said to Clarence, "Send the body to the cremated and

turned to look at Nathan. He slightly raised his chin and motioned

Nathan immediately left.

the dinner table, Elaine and Archer

calm as usual and said lightly,

Stella nodded. "Okay."

not get in the same car. Instead, she asked the driver