Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After a while, Channing crushed out the cigarette in his hand and said indifferently, "It’s time to go back."

Clarence took out his phone, "You go in first. I'll make a call."

Channing nodded and turned towards the bathroom.

He had just returned to the door of the private room when he saw Winnie coming out of it, then stopped in his tracks.

Winnie was quiet for a few seconds before raising her hand to greet him, "Hi."

Channing said, "Where are you going?"

Winnie was going to go to the bathroom, but it wasn't a good idea to answer in this situation, so she made an excuse, "It's too stuffy in there. I'm going out for a walk."

Channing pursed his lips, "Come along then."

Winnie could only nod stiffly.

Downstairs, there were rockeries and pavilions. The sound of the fountain was soothing and calming to the mind.

They walked side by side, not too fast and not too slow.

After a while, Channing asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Winnie let out a breath, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. Anyway, there's always a road ahead."

Channing kept his head down and didn't say anything.

Winnie inclined her head to look at him, and slowly clenched her hands hanging at the sides. He spoke softly, "Thank you."

Channing looked up, "What are you thanking me for?"

Winnie chuckled and looked ahead again, "Nothing. I just wanted to thank you."

Channing couldn't help but stop and look at her back.

Winnie took a few steps before she realized Channing wasn't following. She turned back, "What's wrong?"

Channing stood there and said calmly, "You asked me before what kind of girl I like."

Hearing his words, Winnie couldn't help but freeze. The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she didn't know what to say. She stammered, "Yes ... yes ..."

demands reciprocity. Then shouldn't you also tell me what kind of boy you

ask that, stood there

lifted his leg and stepped

the age of 'what kind of boy I like'. There are no standards. On the contrary, you

simply ignored her words and said, "So what do you

"You're good. You have good grades. You are smart and handsome. There are lots

"That's not what I

know where to look. As she looked around, she turned her head and met Channing's candid and quiet eyes, as if waiting for

she was short of breath

were discussing Winnie and Chassell. It was obvious

and good-looking. Even as he stood there

as they looked over, Winnie suddenly felt her

next second, she was dragged into

the unique hormonal scent of a teenager was

girls couldn't help but squeal at the

you see that? Did you see that? That boy is so

star? Why do I think I've seen him

And with his look, he'd be a big hit if he was a star.

girlfriend is

she looks like Winnie, she must be a gorgeous too.

"I'm jealous again."

girls talked

they were far away that Channing let go of

and

I see you're not wearing a

was from being held in his arms or what. She stammered, "No... it's fine.

turned around in a fluster and

to

Damn it.

back again and quickened her pace to

his gaze and looked down at his palm while he seemed to still feel the

...

looking for another way and downloaded a

towards Clarence and lowered her voice to ask, "What the

another glass of water and spoke nonchalantly, "I'll tell you when I

Sherry again and