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?

could make

slowly clasped her hands, playing them one by one. His gaze immediately met hers, and his

don't want

go just like that, but a few seconds later, he fell sideways on

thought that he was sinking into anger, he said in

time that she would have a C-section

taken into account the time she would spend on

but feel that it was a

go to

in

look at the person lying on the bed. The

up and was about to take

"Not leaving?" Clarence asked.

"What are

tongue pressed against his teeth, and his left hand propped up on the bed. His

not speak. Instead of pulling the door back, she

really

"Cut the crap."

him, lowered her head, kissed

shrank. Taking advantage of the time when Stella

you continue

hand also went

rarely took

almost always been

bedroom gradually rose. Clarence put his hand on her waist and was

his lips and slowly went down, his smiling

he grabbed her shoulder and said in

when she was first pregnant, Clarence had

raised her 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 had already been embarrassed, but she was suddenly stopped by him. She did

leaned over and kissed her lips. After kissing her gently for

"Alright, go to sleep."

beautiful eyes

and every inch of his muscles tensed up. The hand that was placed on the bed was also clenched into a fist. The suppressed breathing was especially clear in

really could take his

of time,

a piece of paper to wipe the corners of her mouth and pursed his lips.

burning pain in her throat and a fishy smell. She didn't even