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.

said, "You ate little at noon. I added only a little oil to them, so they won't affect your

"What about… you?"

some vegetable porridge." Channing added, "Do you want one more

said, "No,

and returned to the

has to keep slim, so she ate corn and chicken breasts all year

what Channing made looked

peel the sweet potato, but it was

he quickly walked to her. After putting the porridge on the table, he kneeled on

pulled out

say anything but handed her the chopsticks on the

in front of him.

a sweet potato

he had picked up the sweet potato

was attracted by

clear veins. They looked attractive even

Channing's hand in a daze, Channing had got the sweet potato peeled. He handed it to her and

the sweet potato, and took a bite of it. "Thank

stood up and poured

Channing. "Take

say anything

Channing got up and decided to wash the dishes. Winnie stopped him at once. "I'll do

picked up the

at her back for a while, Channing looked at the

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

towel, walked to the living room,

hand on his forehead. Her brow

forehead remained very hot, but it might be because he had

to ask Channing

"Where is your hairdryer?

bathroom.

he finished speaking

you just sit here. I will get it myself.

"Got it."