Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 951: I'll Treat You to Dinner

Clarence was taking a bath in the evening, and Stella had just drunk milk and was preparing for bed when the doorbell rang.

She walked over to open the door and was surprised to see Donald standing outside, "It's so late. Why are you here?"

"Where is Clarence?"

"He's in the shower. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I came by to see you guys."

Stella was speechless.

She smiled and turned sideways, "Come in."

Stella went to pour him a glass of water. Donald sat on the sofa and saw nothing of children there, so he asked, "Where is your son?"

"In the next room. He's already asleep."

"Well."

Stella sat opposite and looked at the band-aid on the corner of his forehead, "What happened to your head?"

Donald touched it, "Nothing. I accidentally bumped it."

At this time, Clarence came out of the bathroom, glanced at Donald and approached, "What are you doing here?"

Stella yawned lightly, for she was a bit sleepy, "You guys can talk. I'll go to bed first."

Clarence's voice was low. "Okay."

After Stella went to her bedroom, Donald immediately complained, "What the hell were you thinking? Ask only two people to catch Harris?"

Clarence sat opposite with his legs crossed, "So?"

Donald frowned, "Harris has already struck out at Daphne once, which means he's been eyeing her for many days. She's in a hazardous situation now."

"Since you're so worried about her, why did you come to me? Shouldn't you stay by her side?"

Donald was instantly tongue-tied.

up. "Want

Donald said nothing.

are not enough. You know how cruel Harris is if something happens

up with Clarence's

the bedroom, seeing Stella still sitting on the bed,

the sketchbook. "Has Donald

"Yes."

came for Daphne,

next to her

you didn't tell him the

to catch Harris, how could

were explicitly protecting

led people and planted them in the

pinched her nose. "Quite

bed. You have to go to the

put his hand over her slightly bulging belly and whispered, "When

while away. Four or five months. Maybe five or

"Soon."

hand. "Yes. It was only a

this winter was over, the baby would

you thought of a name

shook her head, "I don't know if it's a

leave it to you.

soundlessly, "So

respect. I'll take my time thinking about it if you

the name is, I want you to be safe and

"That's unlikely."

"Why?"

they grow up, and sooner or later, they

and hugged her tightly, "Having you is

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