Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Stella's eyes curved into a crescent moon as she hugged his neck. She raised her head and pressed it against his thin lips, her breath gentle. "Happy New Year."

Clarence's pupils reflected the colorful fireworks outside the window. He stared at her, his gaze gradually burning.

It was impossible for Stella not to know what he meant.

She pushed him and whispered, "Hey, your injury hasn't healed yet. What are you thinking about..."

Before Stella could finish her words, her lips were sealed.

Clarence stroked the back of her neck with his palm, his lips and tongue encroaching on her.

When they reached the bedroom, Clarence placed her on the bed and rubbed his nose against hers. "I calculated the time. It has been three months."

Stella was speechless.

His mind was all about these messy things. It would be strange if he could rest well.

"The doctor said no."

Clarence's eyebrows moved slightly as if he wanted to say something.

Stella looked at him, afraid that he would say, 'I asked Archer, and he said yes.'

She quickly swept her eyes down. "Mr. Conrad, do you think you can do it?"

He had even got shot in the leg.

Clarence lowered his voice a little. "Let's give it a try."

Stella snapped, "Yeah right!"

Between the two of them, one was a pregnant woman, and the other got injured.

How could he have thought of that?

Just as Stella was about to get up, Clarence grabbed her wrist and pushed her back. "Be reasonable. How long do you think I can endure after you treated me like that in the hospital?"

"You deserve it."

Hearing this, Clarence's tone softened a little. "Yes, I deserve it. But since you have forgiven me, shouldn't you compensate me a little?"

He was impossible, wasn't he?

person could make sense

fingers slowly clasped her hands, playing them one by one. His gaze immediately met hers, and his eyebrows moved slightly. His intentions were

want it,"

let her go just like that, but a

he was sinking into anger, he said in a muffled voice, "There are

time that she would have a C-section

into account the

but feel that it was

go to sleep. I'm

in a low

the person lying on the bed. The

sat up and was about to take

"Not leaving?" Clarence asked.

"What

his left hand propped up on the bed. His eyes narrowed slightly. "What

speak. Instead of pulling the door back,

you really

"Cut the crap."

her head, kissed him, and knelt

the time

If you continue like

kissed his lips again. Her hand also went down and

rarely took the

had almost

temperature in the bedroom gradually rose. Clarence put his hand on her waist and was very willing to cooperate with her every

left his lips and slowly went down,

shoulder and said in a low voice,

first pregnant, Clarence had never made

head and looked at him. Her eyes were wet and her face was slightly red. She had probably never done such a thing before and she had taken the initiative. She

kissing her gently

"Alright, go to sleep."

arm. Her beautiful eyes were

she lowered her head again, Clarence's Adam's apple rolled violently, and every inch of his muscles tensed up. The hand that was placed on the bed was

really could take his

of time,

out a piece of paper to wipe the corners of her mouth

a burning pain in her throat and a fishy smell. She didn't even have the strength to