Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

It rained all afternoon, with no sign of stopping.

Channing was reading a book on the sofa, while Winnie was browsing Twitter for a while and then turned to look at her script.

It grew dark outside.

Winnie got up, went to the window, and stretched. Then, she looked outside the window.

Because of the rain, the road was heavily congested with traffic jams.

Suddenly, the light in the room was on.

Winnie turned her head and saw that Channing was heading towards the kitchen. Channing asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Winnie picked up her phone. "I'll order takeout."

Channing opened the refrigerator and took out the vegetables Winnie bought at noon. "It's supper time, so it will take at least an hour to get the food delivered. I'd better cook myself."

On second thoughts, Winnie walked to him and said, "You are ill, so you need to rest. We can order from a restaurant close to us."

Channing turned his head and looked at her. "No. Just sit down and wait for a while."

Seeing this, Winnie knew that he wouldn't negotiate, so she said, "Okay." Then, Winnie walked back to the living room.

Sitting on the sofa, Winnie put her head in her hands and looked at Channing's back, deep in thought.

Although Winnie always said that she could imagine how Channing's past was like, she hadn't experienced what had happened to him.

Two years ago, when filming, she felt unwell after being soaked in cold water. In order not to delay the whole process, she didn't say anything but completed the filming.

After returning home, she was bedridden for many days. She felt dizzy, uncomfortable, sick, and limp. She did not want to do anything.

Channing was ill now, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

After half an hour, Channing walked out of the kitchen and put the dishes on the table, with chicken breasts, corn, sweet potatoes, and some other vegetables.

Winnie froze and looked up at him in disbelief.

said, "You ate little at noon. I added only a little oil to them,

"What about… you?"

Channing added, "Do you want

said, "No,

nodded and returned to

she ate corn and chicken breasts all year round. She was tired of

what Channing made

table and wanted to peel the sweet potato, but it was too hot. She put it back at once and rubbed her fingers

quickly walked to her. After putting the porridge on the table, he kneeled on one knee, grabbed her hand, and examined it. Seeing that it was

pulled out

didn't say anything but handed her the chopsticks on

in front of him. "Is this all

a sweet potato left in

he had picked up the sweet potato in

was attracted

clear veins. They looked attractive even when peeling a

Winnie looked at Channing's hand in a daze, Channing had got the sweet potato peeled.

recovered from her thoughts, took the sweet potato, and took a bite of it.

stood up and poured her another glass of

"Take this. I can't eat them

did not say anything but

dishes. Winnie stopped him at once. "I'll do that. You should take a break

up the dishes

staring at her back for a while, Channing looked

washed dishes. Thus, she had a hard time washing the

towel, walked to the living room, and poured a glass of

hand on his forehead. Her

very hot, but it might

to ask Channing

your hairdryer? My

bathroom.

had he finished

sit here. I will get

"Got it."