Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella's eyes curved into a crescent moon as she hugged his neck. She raised her head and pressed it against his thin lips, her breath gentle. "Happy New Year."

Clarence's pupils reflected the colorful fireworks outside the window. He stared at her, his gaze gradually burning.

It was impossible for Stella not to know what he meant.

She pushed him and whispered, "Hey, your injury hasn't healed yet. What are you thinking about..."

Before Stella could finish her words, her lips were sealed.

Clarence stroked the back of her neck with his palm, his lips and tongue encroaching on her.

When they reached the bedroom, Clarence placed her on the bed and rubbed his nose against hers. "I calculated the time. It has been three months."

Stella was speechless.

His mind was all about these messy things. It would be strange if he could rest well.

"The doctor said no."

Clarence's eyebrows moved slightly as if he wanted to say something.

Stella looked at him, afraid that he would say, 'I asked Archer, and he said yes.'

She quickly swept her eyes down. "Mr. Conrad, do you think you can do it?"

He had even got shot in the leg.

Clarence lowered his voice a little. "Let's give it a try."

Stella snapped, "Yeah right!"

Between the two of them, one was a pregnant woman, and the other got injured.

How could he have thought of that?

Just as Stella was about to get up, Clarence grabbed her wrist and pushed her back. "Be reasonable. How long do you think I can endure after you treated me like that in the hospital?"

"You deserve it."

Hearing this, Clarence's tone softened a little. "Yes, I deserve it. But since you have forgiven me, shouldn't you compensate me a little?"

He was impossible, wasn't he?

person could make

one. His gaze immediately met hers, and his eyebrows moved slightly. His intentions were

don't want it," Stella

go just like that, but a few seconds

said in

Clarence had said last time that she would have a C-section

into account the

but feel that it

moved. "Then go to sleep. I'm

murmured in a low

the bedroom door and turned to look at the person lying on the bed. The corners of her lips pressed

take a shower

Clarence

"What are you doing?"

and his left hand propped up on the bed.

speak. Instead of pulling the door back, she slowly closed

you really

"Cut the crap."

walked in front of him, lowered her head, kissed him, and knelt

time when Stella was taking a breath, he said,

like

his lips again. Her hand also went down and pulled his

rarely took the

almost always been Clarence.

put his hand on her waist and was

Stella's lips left his lips and slowly went

her shoulder and said in

when she was first pregnant, Clarence had never made

looked at him. Her eyes were wet and her face was slightly red. She had probably never done such a thing before and she had taken the initiative. She had already been embarrassed, but she was suddenly stopped by

leaned over and kissed her lips. After kissing her gently for

go to

hold his arm. Her beautiful eyes were wet and

tensed up. The hand that was placed on the bed was also clenched into a fist. The suppressed breathing was especially clear in the empty bedroom.

really could take

unknown period of time, everything quieted down.

Clarence quickly pulled out a piece of paper to wipe the corners of her mouth

in her throat and a fishy smell. She didn't even have the strength to speak.