Chapter 905: Is there Any Scientific Foundation?

Clarence pulled her over, picked up the towel next to the sofa, and gently wiped her hair, "Why did you
come out without drying?"

Stella said, "I'm about to blow my hair."

"Let me help you."

After entering the bathroom, Clarence took out the electric breeze and put it on the socket. After
adjusting the temperature and wind power, he put it on top of her head and combed her hair bit by bit.

Unlike before, when he first blew her hair, Stella always had a lot of hair torn off by him. The most
appropriate word to describe it was as a crime scene.

But Clarence was getting more and more familiar with it, even more comfortable than her blowing.

Stella raised her head and looked at his thin cheeks and clearer outline. She said, "You seem to have
lost weight recently."

Clarence asked in a low voice, "What?"

Stella asked again, "Did you not eat something in the company?"

Clarence smiled silently. "I ate, of course."

Stella curled her lips. "Of course not."

She knew him well. He was always busy, so he didn't know how to eat.

Although she had reminded Nathan many times, But Clarence was the one that if you didn't feed him
the food, he would at most eat only a little.



Stella said, "Alisa has sent me nutritious meals every day recently. Let her prepare you one too."

Clarence said, "No."

"Why?"

Clarence looked down at her and said slowly, "After eating so many nutritious meals, you were still like
before."

She whispered, "How can this be the same? I have a baby in my belly. He needs to absorb nutrients to
grow up quickly."

Clarence put his hand on her belly and lowered his voice. "Will he hear us?"

Stella smiled. "Still early. It hasn't taken shape yet. We have to wait at least a few months."

Speaking of this, Stella added, "Sherry said that I'm pregnant this time and like sour food so much.
Maybe he is also a boy."

Clarence asked, "Any scientific basis?"

"No." Stella said, "But I don't think so. When I was pregnant with Noah, I liked spicy food. In other
words, he should be a 'girl'."

"Then that should be the opposite."

Stella asked him, "Do you like girls?"

Clarence looked at her lower abdomen and thought about it seriously.

If it was a little girl with a miniature Stella.



Not bad.

The smile on Stella's face widened when she saw that he was deep in thought with a frown. She
reached out to pick up the hair dryer and turned it off.

She said, "Well, I'm ready to sleep. You can take a shower."

Just as Stella was about to leave, Clarence grabbed her wrist and said, "Is there any ways to help you
pregnant with a girl. I'll make a wish."

Who just said that there was no superstition or scientific evidence?

After making love with Clarence in the bathroom for more than half a day, Stella was very sleepy. When
she was lying in bed and about to sleep, her cell phone suddenly rang.

It was from her wedding dress designer who said that all the wedding dresses had been made and
asked her when she had time to try them on at Italy.

Stella fell silent and put her hand on his lower abdomen. "I should not have time recently. Let's talk
about it after a few months."

The designer was a little surprised. "Mr. Conrad told me that your wedding is at the end of the year, so I
made it as quick as possible."

Stella said, "There were some mistakes on the way. It shall be postponed."

"Okay, then please contact me when you have time. I'll send you the wedding photo first."

"Thanks."

After hanging up the phone, Stella let out a sigh of relief, the phone vibrated several times.



It was a wedding photo sent by the designer, which was very beautiful.

Every detail was designed according to her preferences.

Just as Stella was lost in thought while looking at the picture, Clarence came out of the bathroom,
"What are you looking at?"

Stella quickly turned off the phone screen and put it on the bedside table. "Nothing, go to sleep."

Seeing this, Clarence raised his eyebrows. When he was about to walk to the bedside, his phone,
which was thrown on the sofa, rang.

He turned around, then answered the phone.

Stella buried her head under the quilt.

Two minutes later, the bed sank.

Then, she suddenly fell into a warm embrace, and the man's low voice sounded in her ear, "I'm sorry."

Stella looked up at him and asked, "How do you know?"

Clarence held her hand and said gently, "When it's over, I'll definitely give you a grand wedding."

Stella hugged his waist with her hands and put her little face on his chest. "You don't have to apologize
to me. Originally it will take a long time to plan a wedding. What's more, I am pregnant now, so I can't
wear the arranged wedding dress."

She continued, "So after I give birth to the baby, I will try my best to reduce the previous weight."

Clarence said, "You don't have to lose weight. I'll let them change."



"No, I must lose my weight!" Stella said seriously, "You don't understand. Wearing the wedding dress is
a driving force for a woman."

Clarence was silent for a moment. "Then you can do it."

Stella closed her eyes. "Okay, go to sleep."

Clarence's warm lips fell between her eyebrows. "Good night."

The next morning, Sherry dragged her tired body to the studio at noon.

Elaine greeted her. "Good morning, Sherry."

She answered weakly, "Morning."

Seeing this, Elaine asked with concern, "Sherry, are you not feeling well? Did you not sleep well last
night?"

Sherry touched her neck unnaturally and said vaguely, "I moved yesterday and packed up all night. I'm
a little tired..."

Elaine said, "Yes, I've forgotten about it. Have you finished? Shall I help you tonight?"

Sherry quickly said, "No need, I've packed up."

At this time, guests came to the work room. Sherry said to Elaine, "You don't have to worry about me.
Hurry up."

Elaine responded and jumped over.

Sherry finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to go back to her office and rest for a
while, she heard a loud bang outside.



Hearing this voice, Stella came out of the office and she looked at Sherry.

When they were about to go out to check, Maxwell hurried inside.

Stella asked, "What happened?"

Maxwell said, "Don't worry, madam. We've already dealt with it."

In fact, since the opening of the studio, it had been troubled from time to time.

However, every time before they entered the studio, they would be cleaned up.

But this time, the mess was the biggest.

It was most likely ordered by Justin.


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