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?

could make sense of anything.

hands, playing them one by one. His gaze immediately met hers, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

don't want it,"

would not let her go just like that,

anger, he said in a muffled voice, "There are at

last time that she would have a C-section in seven

taken into account the time she would

that it was

moved. "Then go to sleep. I'm going

murmured in a low

walked to the bedroom door and turned to look at the person lying

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

Clarence asked.

"What are

left hand propped up on

of pulling the door back,

really not leaving?"

"Cut the crap."

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

of the time when Stella was taking a breath, he

continue like this, I really..."

again. Her hand also went down and pulled his shirt out

rarely took the initiative.

almost always

on her waist and was very willing to

Stella's lips left his lips and slowly went down, his smiling eyes became

her shoulder and said

Clarence had never made such a

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 him. She did not know whether

over and kissed her lips. After kissing her gently for a while, he

go to

his arm. Her beautiful eyes

head again, Clarence's Adam's apple rolled violently, and every inch of his muscles tensed up. The hand that was placed on the bed was also clenched into a fist. The suppressed breathing

take

an unknown period of

times. Clarence quickly pulled out a piece of paper to wipe the corners of her mouth and pursed his

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