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.

ate little at noon. I added only a little oil to them, so they won't

"What about… you?"

made some vegetable porridge." Channing added,

"No,

nodded and returned to the

has to keep slim, so she ate corn and chicken breasts all year round. She was

Channing made looked and

it was too hot. She put it back at

on one knee, grabbed her hand, and examined it. Seeing that it was not burned,

pulled out

but handed her the chopsticks on

them and looked at the porridge in front of him. "Is

a sweet

spoke, he had picked up the

attracted by

hands are well-defined with clear veins. They looked attractive even when peeling

Channing had got the sweet potato peeled. He handed it to her and asked, "What's

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

and poured her another glass

eating the sweet potato, Winnie pushed the corn to Channing. "Take this. I can't eat

did not say anything but

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

up the dishes and took them into the

back for a while, Channing

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

wiped the water with a paper towel, walked to the living room, and poured a

next to Channing and put her hand on his forehead.

forehead remained very hot, but it might be

ask Channing to take the

asked, "Where is your hairdryer? My sleeves

"It’s in the bathroom. I'll get it for

finished speaking when

get it myself. Remember to take the medicine

"Got it."