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."

momentarily fooled by

kissed her slowly. "You want to have another child, then you should

sound, she

the window kept falling, and

raindrops smashed on the glass with a constant dull sound and a heavy mist

fondly and his eyes fell on

clearly

appeared to have a few pinholes left

gradually slowed down as he whispered,

In her daze, a thought instantly flashed through her mind, then

a mosquito

planting so many flowers and plants next to the studio.

shirking of

Clarence was speechless.

kissed her forehead and softened his

she wondered if she had just gone a little too far with what she had said;

was just an

deal. Generally, the mosquitoes can't get in by

you should

a mile if

……

Clarence tucked her in

the results of the paternity test Nathan had sent him half a

results and slightly narrowed his black eyes, not knowing

he put away his phone and turned to leave the

her arm through the mist of sleep, and she

on the bedside, resisted her sleepiness and asked in a soft

say you were bitten by mosquitoes? Don't scratch it in the future, rub some ointment on it. Bring it to the office tomorrow, it

heard these words, she froze for a moment

wall lamp at the head of the

head against his chest, and only after a moment did she open her mouth softly,

"What?"

if…I can't have a baby

her. "It doesn't matter if you can't have a child.

"What if we didn't even have a child, will

invalid for

refute

delightful to coax her? She thought to

and sleep, Clarence's voice continued to reach her ears, "I remember I said that I don't like children much,

she said, "But if I remember correctly, what you said at the time was that you didn't like children at all,