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 sense of

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

don't want it,"

that, but a few seconds later,

when Stella thought that he was sinking into anger, he said in a muffled voice, "There are at most

she would have a

had he taken into account the time she would

feel that

go to sleep.

in

walked to the bedroom door and turned to look at the person lying on the bed. The corners of

to take a shower when he

"Not leaving?" Clarence asked.

"What are you

hand propped up

speak. Instead of pulling the door back, she

really not

"Cut the crap."

front of him, lowered her head, kissed him, and

time when Stella was taking a breath,

continue like this, I

again. Her hand also went

rarely took the

had almost

hand on her

lips left his lips and slowly went down, his smiling eyes became dark

her shoulder and said

first pregnant, Clarence had never made

and her face was slightly red. She had probably never done such a thing before and she

leaned over and kissed her lips. After kissing her

"Alright, go to sleep."

Stella's turn to hold his arm. Her beautiful eyes were wet and she looked at him without

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 the empty

could

unknown period of time,

and coughed a few times. Clarence quickly pulled out a piece of paper to wipe the corners of her mouth and pursed his lips.

pain in her throat and a fishy