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?

make sense

gaze immediately met hers, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

don't want it,"

just like that, but a few seconds later, he fell sideways on the

into anger, he said in a muffled voice, "There are at most five months

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

into account the time she would spend on confinement?

couldn't help but feel that it was a little

moved. "Then go to sleep. I'm

murmured in a low voice.

door and turned to look at the person lying on the bed.

up and was about to take a shower when he noticed her

leaving?" Clarence asked.

asked, "What are

Clarence's tongue pressed against his teeth, and his left hand propped up on

Instead of pulling the door back, she

you really

"Cut the crap."

him, lowered her head,

shrank. Taking advantage of the time when

like this, I really..."

his lips again. Her hand also went down

rarely took

always been

temperature in the bedroom gradually rose. Clarence put his hand on her waist and was very willing to cooperate

lips left his lips and slowly went down, his

grabbed her shoulder and

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

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

go to

turn to hold his arm. Her beautiful eyes were wet

every inch of his muscles tensed up. The hand that was placed on the bed was also clenched into a fist. The suppressed

could take his

an unknown period of time, everything quieted

times. Clarence quickly pulled out a piece of paper to

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