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 ..."

shouldn't you also tell me

to ask that, stood there

his leg and

averted her eyes and joked, "I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm way past the age of 'what kind of boy I like'. There are no standards. On the contrary, you are at the right

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

smile, "You're good. You have good grades. You are smart and handsome. There are lots of girls

"That's not what I

where to look. As she looked around, she turned her head and met

that she was short of breath and her heart

girls passed by and were discussing Winnie and Chassell. It was obvious

tall and good-looking. Even as he stood there doing nothing, he

Winnie suddenly felt her wrist being

next second, she was dragged into

the unique hormonal scent of a teenager

two girls couldn't help but squeal at

you see that? That boy is so

star? Why do I think I've seen him

be a big hit if he was a star.

I think his girlfriend is pretty, and her

God, if she looks like Winnie, she must be a gorgeous

"I'm jealous again."

two girls talked while turning back

until they were far away

and took two steps

"Sorry. I see you're not

was from being held in his arms or what. She

a fluster and lowered her head

out to her,

Damn it.

turned back again and

gaze and looked down at his palm while he seemed

...

had started looking for another way and downloaded a

ask, "What

poured her another glass of water and spoke

Sherry again and was a