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 him,

her neck with his hand and kissed her slowly.

make a sound, she was carried into

window kept falling,

a constant dull sound and

Stella's fingers fondly and his

felt clearly

to have a few pinholes

down as he whispered, "What is

looked over. In her daze, a thought instantly flashed through her mind,

what a mosquito

so many flowers and plants

this shirking of responsibility

Clarence was speechless.

down and kissed

little too far with what she had said;

just an excuse that

said, "Actually…it's not a big deal. Generally, the mosquitoes can't get in

you

will take a mile if I

……

Clarence tucked her

results of the paternity test Nathan had sent him half a

narrowed his

while, he put away his phone

midnight, Stella felt a coolness on her arm through the mist of sleep, and she

opened her eyes slightly, looked at the man sitting on the bedside, resisted

scratch it in the future, rub some ointment on it. Bring it to the office tomorrow, it can also repel

for a moment and her sleepiness

the wall lamp at the head of the bed, and laid down beside her again, bringing

chest, and only after a moment did she open

"What?"

can't have

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

didn't even have a child, will you

assumptions are invalid for

couldn't refute

delightful to

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

was that you didn't like children at all, so how