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

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

sound, she

outside the window kept falling,

with a constant dull sound and a

fingers fondly and his eyes fell on her arm

clearly different

to have a few

he whispered, "What is going on

thought instantly flashed through her mind, then she said indifferently, "I was

a mosquito bite looks

many flowers and

felt that this shirking of responsibility was

Clarence was speechless.

kissed her

a little too far

just an

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

you

take a mile if I give

……

her in and

his phone and opened the results of the paternity test

the test results and slightly narrowed his

a while, he put away his phone and turned

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

the bedside, resisted her sleepiness and asked in

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

she froze for a moment and her sleepiness

the ointment in his hand, turned off the wall lamp at the head of the bed, and laid down beside

after a moment did

"What?"

despise me if…I can't

her. "It doesn't matter if you can't have a child. And we already

asked again, "What if we didn't even have a child, will you

are invalid for

couldn't refute his

something delightful to coax her? She thought

reach her ears, "I remember

if I remember correctly, what you said at the time was that you didn't