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

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

make a sound, she was carried into

outside the window kept

raindrops smashed on the glass with a constant dull sound and

fondly and his eyes fell on her arm

clearly different from the

a few

down as he whispered, "What

looked over. In her daze, a thought instantly flashed through her mind, then she said indifferently, "I was bitten by mosquitos, and it was too itchy so

a mosquito bite

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

felt that this shirking

Clarence was speechless.

kissed

she had just gone a little too far with what she had said; after all,

it was just an excuse that she

deal. Generally, the mosquitoes can't get

"Then you

really will take a mile if I give

……

asleep, Clarence tucked her

of the paternity test Nathan

at the test results and slightly narrowed his

a while, he put away his phone and turned to leave the

on her arm through the

man sitting on the bedside, resisted her sleepiness and asked in a soft voice, "What

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

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

ointment in his hand, turned off the wall lamp at the head of the bed, and laid down beside her again, bringing her into his arms, "Okay,

after a

"What?"

can't have a baby in the

if you can't have a

didn't even have

are invalid for facts that

couldn't refute

say something delightful to coax her? She

voice continued to reach her ears, "I remember I said that I

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

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