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

back of her neck with his hand and kissed her slowly. "You want to have another child, then

Stella could make a sound, she

window kept

constant dull sound and a heavy

his eyes fell on

clearly different from

to have a few pinholes left on

down as he whispered,

line of sight and looked over. In her daze, a thought instantly flashed through her mind, then she said indifferently,

what a

those mosquitoes are tiny. It's your fault for planting so many flowers and plants next to the studio. There will be a lot of mosquitoes in

shirking of responsibility was

Clarence was speechless.

for a few seconds, leaned down and kissed her forehead and softened his tone

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

just an excuse that

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

"Then you should reflect on

man really will take a

……

her in and walked

took out his phone and opened the results of the paternity test Nathan had sent him half a

narrowed his black eyes,

his phone and turned

coolness on her arm through the mist of sleep, and

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

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

words, she froze for a moment and her sleepiness dissipated

at the head of the bed, and

and only after a moment did she open

"What?"

despise me if…I can't have

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

we didn't even have a child, will you divorce

assumptions are invalid for

refute his

something delightful to coax

her

the time was that you didn't like children at all, so how did it turn out that you don't like them