Chapter 951: I'll Treat You to Dinner

Clarence was taking a bath in the evening, and Stella had just drunk milk and was preparing for bed when the doorbell rang. She walked over to open the door and was surprised to see Donald standing outside, "It's so late. Why are you here?" "Where is Clarence?" "He's in the shower. What's wrong?" "Nothing. I came by to see you guys." Stella was speechless. She smiled and turned sideways, "Come in." Stella went to pour him a glass of water. Donald sat on the sofa and saw nothing of children there, so he asked, "Where is your son?" "In the next room. He's already asleep." "Well." Stella sat opposite and looked at the band-aid on the corner of his forehead, "What happened to your head?" Donald touched it, "Nothing. I accidentally bumped it." At this time, Clarence came out of the bathroom, glanced at Donald and approached, "What are you doing here?" Stella yawned lightly, for she was a bit sleepy, "You guys can talk. I'll go to bed first." Clarence's voice was low. "Okay."