Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Stella unlocked her phone and clicked open the photos one by one.

Sherry also sandwiched a few private photos at the end, which were photos of Channing and Winnie together.

They looked surprisingly well-matched standing together, even the meticulously decorated backdrop behind them looked less impressive.

When Stella got home, she changed her shoes and went into the bedroom. After that, she took out the photo album from the bookcase, went back to the sofa, got out her phone, and carefully compared the looks of William and Channing.

Clarence walked over and sat next to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, "What are you doing?"

Stella wriggled and was a little annoyed, "Stop it, I have serious business."

Clarence's gaze fell on the photo album and the phone in her hands, and he knew what she was doing with just one sweeping glance.

After repeatedly comparing them, Stella then said to Clarence, "Look, didn't Channing and my dad look very alike when they were young?"

"Really? I thought they were pretty much the same."

Stella doubted it.

She didn't understand, "What do you mean by pretty much the same?"

Clarence took the photo album in her hand and flipped through it casually. "It means that good-looking people all have the same characteristics."

Wut?

Clarence continued, "Of course, I'm different from them."

Wut again?

She grumbled, "Do you dare to say this in front of my dad?"

Clarence froze for a moment and resigned himself to silence.

Stella took the photo album back and muttered in a low voice, "But I don't think Chan looks like the young Jeffrey, why?"

"Have you seen pictures of Jeffrey when he was young?"

"...No."

"That's it."

Stella didn't give up and said, "But you really don't think their eyebrows and profiles are very similar? Was there a problem with the last DNA test...?"

Clarence said, "What you should be thinking about now is not this."

fooled by

his hand and kissed her

a sound,

outside the window kept

smashed on the glass with a constant dull sound and a

kissed Stella's fingers fondly and his eyes fell on

skin there felt clearly different from the

to have a few pinholes

gradually slowed down as he whispered, "What is

instantly flashed through her mind,

this what a mosquito bite looks

are tiny. It's your fault for planting so many flowers and

this shirking of responsibility was

Clarence was speechless.

for a few seconds, leaned down and kissed her forehead

she had just gone a little too

was just an excuse that she

Generally, the mosquitoes can't get in by

"Then you should reflect on

'This man really will take a mile if I give him

……

fell asleep, Clarence tucked her in and

of the

at the test results and slightly narrowed his black eyes, not knowing what he

a while, he put away his phone and turned to

the mist of sleep,

her eyes slightly, looked at the man sitting on the bedside, resisted her sleepiness and asked in a soft voice,

bitten by mosquitoes? Don't scratch it in the future, rub some ointment on it. Bring

Stella heard these words, she froze for a moment and her sleepiness

head of the bed, and laid down beside her again, bringing her into his arms, "Okay, let's go back to

his chest, and only after

"What?"

if…I can't have

"It doesn't matter if you can't have a child. And we already have

again, "What if we didn't even have a

are invalid for facts

refute

to coax her? She

about to turn around and sleep, Clarence's voice continued to reach her ears, "I remember I

said at the time was