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 they won't

"What about… you?"

added, "Do you want one more sweet

"No, these

and returned to

ate corn and chicken

Channing made looked and smelt

peel the sweet potato, but it was

the kitchen with porridge. Seeing this, he quickly walked to her. After putting the porridge on the table, he kneeled on one knee, grabbed her hand, and examined it.

nodded and pulled

didn't say anything but handed her the chopsticks on

front of him. "Is

said, "There's a sweet potato left in

picked up the sweet potato in the

was attracted

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

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

the sweet potato,

up and poured her another glass of

"Take this. I can't eat them all.

say

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

picked up the

back for a while, Channing looked

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

to the living room, and poured a glass of water

to Channing and put her hand on

remained very hot, but it might be because

ask Channing to take the

your hairdryer?

the bathroom. I'll get

he finished speaking when

here. I will get it myself. Remember to

"Got it."