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

"What about… you?"

porridge." Channing added, "Do you want one

said, "No, these

and returned to the

she ate corn and

made

the table and wanted to peel the sweet potato, but it was too hot.

he kneeled on one knee, grabbed her hand, and examined it. Seeing that it

pulled out her

her

the porridge in front of

sweet potato left in the

up the sweet potato in the

attracted

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

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

thoughts, took the sweet potato, and took a bite

smile, Channing stood up and poured

pushed the corn to Channing. "Take this. I can't

did not say anything but

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

Winnie immediately picked up the dishes and took

a while, Channing looked at

dishes. Thus, she had a hard time washing the

the living room,

hand

it might be

decided to ask Channing to

your hairdryer? My sleeves

in the bathroom. I'll get

he finished speaking

just sit here. I will get it myself.

"Got it."