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

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

a sound, she was carried into the

window kept falling, and even got progressively

the glass with a constant dull sound and a heavy mist

Stella's fingers fondly and his eyes

felt clearly

appeared to have a few

down as he whispered, "What

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

what a

for planting so many flowers and plants next to the studio.

this shirking of responsibility

Clarence was speechless.

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

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

just an

the mosquitoes can't get in by closing the window screen. I

"Then you

will take a

……

asleep, Clarence tucked her in and walked to

his phone and opened the results of the paternity

at the test results and slightly narrowed his black

his

her arm through the mist of sleep, and she vaguely smelled a

slightly, looked at the man sitting on the bedside,

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

heard these words, she froze for a moment and her

lamp at the head of the bed, and laid down beside

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

"What?"

if…I can't have

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

if we didn't even have

assumptions are invalid for

refute his

delightful to coax her?

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

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