Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 829: It’s Easy to Catch a Cold Like This

Due to the activity the night before, Winnie Truman didn't get home until the early hours of the morning.

When Winnie opened her eyes the next day, it was already noon.

It was raining lightly outside the window, heralding the arrival of autumn.

She stretched, took out her phone and checked the time, it was half past twelve.

Saturday.

There was no other message on the phone except for a few later itineraries sent to her by the assistant.

These days, whenever Channing had no class at night, or had nothing else to do, he would come to her.

There was no message this Saturday.

Winnie sat up slowly, looked at the chat box with Channing, and remembered that the call Stella and Sherry made to her yesterday.

In fact, Channing had not come to her for two or three days.

It should be right after what they said happened.

She got up to wash, and when she went to the cloakroom, she glanced at the rows of skirts, and finally her eyes fell on the pink sweater.

Perfect for this weather.

Winnie put on her clothes, sat in front of the vanity mirror, put on a light makeup, and put on a high ponytail, looking instantly several years younger.

She leaned closer to the mirror and made sure there were no fine lines at the corners of her eyes before she took out her phone and went out.

The road was slippery on a rainy day, so she took a taxi instead of driving.

Forty minutes later, when the bus stopped at the school gate, Winnie got off the bus and dialed Channing's number.

The phone was only connected when it was about to end.

Channing's voice was low and hoarse, “Hello?”

Winnie paused. “Are you... are you still sleeping?”

“No.” There was a slight noise on the other end of the phone, and then his voice became clearer, “What's wrong?”

Winnie said, “Are you at school? I... just passed by the gate of your school. Would you like to have lunch together?”

was quiet for a few seconds before saying, “Yes, find a place to sit and wait for

he needed to do in his school, so

Winnie stood there for a while

waiting for the bus, they turned their heads

that they recognized her, but because of her mask and wearing, they couldn’t be

them came over and asked tentatively,

smile. “Do you also think I

and said to her friend, “Well, I mean, how could it

friend asked, “Are you a freshman? I

said, “Yes, you really look like her. You

head and said with a smile,

the bus they

waved goodbye to

the smile on

Freshman?

the magical function of

good mood,

got off the bus, he saw a pink figure on the bus

her hands behind her,

it was as if a light had

first time he saw her in front of a convenience store years

long that no one

the traffic light turned green,

another on the street, she suddenly felt someone was

her head and looked at the boy who

hair were wet because of the rain, and his

and asked, “Didn't you bring

Channing said, “I forgot.”

said, “What would you

the umbrella she brought. “This is your school. Whatever you

before saying,

go out when Winnie grabbed him, “It’s easy to catch

could finish speaking, she felt that the arm she was

“You

sideways

didn't believe it, she stood on

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

her, and said, “Don't

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