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.

only a

"What about… you?"

porridge." Channing added, "Do you want

"No, these are

and returned to

slim, so she ate corn and chicken breasts all year round. She was tired

made looked

to peel the sweet potato, but it was too hot. She put it back at once and rubbed her fingers on her

putting the porridge on the table, he kneeled on one knee, grabbed her hand,

nodded and pulled out

but handed her the chopsticks on the coffee

porridge in front of him. "Is this

sweet potato left in the

he spoke, he had picked up the sweet potato in the

attracted by his

clear veins. They looked attractive even when peeling a sweet

a daze, Channing had got the sweet

the sweet potato, and

stood up and poured her another glass

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

say anything but

stopped him at

immediately picked up the dishes

at her back for a while, Channing looked

had a hard time washing the dishes. When she finished, most of her hoodie was wet, and

water with a paper towel, walked to the

next to Channing and put her hand on his forehead.

very hot, but it might be because he had just finished

ask Channing to take

your hairdryer? My sleeves

bathroom. I'll get it

had he finished speaking

said, "No, you just sit here. I will get it

"Got it."