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."

was momentarily fooled

hand and kissed her slowly. "You want to have another

sound, she was carried into the

window kept falling, and even got

constant

fondly and his eyes fell on her

there felt clearly different from the

appeared to have a

he whispered, "What is

for air, she followed his line of sight and looked over. In her daze, a thought instantly flashed through her mind, then she said indifferently, "I

this what a mosquito bite

and plants next

shirking of responsibility was

Clarence was speechless.

was silent for a few seconds, leaned down and kissed her forehead

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

just an excuse that

a big deal. Generally, the mosquitoes can't get in

"Then you should

man really will take a mile if I give him

……

Clarence tucked her in and walked to the

took out his phone and opened the results of the

and slightly narrowed his black eyes, not

away his phone

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

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

future, rub some ointment on it. Bring it

for a moment and her sleepiness

lamp at the head of the bed,

his chest, and only after a

"What?"

if…I can't have a baby in

"It doesn't matter if you can't have a

we didn't even have

invalid for facts that already

couldn't refute his

something delightful to coax her? She thought

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

if I remember correctly, what you said at the time was that you didn't like children at all, so how did it turn out that you don't like them much