Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Winnie and Channing hadn't been back long when the little one was returned by Nathan.

He stood in the doorway, his pretty eyes blinked, and his voice was good and sweet: "Auntie."

Winnie rubbed his head, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but lift a few points: "Come in."

In the evening, Winnie cooked. She didn't make things difficult for herself tonight and simply cooked two things she

is good at.

The little one was probably tired from following Nathan to some fun today, and after eating and bathing, he dutifully

crawled into bed and went to sleep: "Good night, Uncle, and good night, Auntie."

Winnie pulled the little covers on him and turned off the lights, "Good night."

Out of the room, Winnie pulled the door, said to Channing, "You also hurry to shower to go to bed, did not last night

did not sleep well, I go to clean up the kitchen."

Channing whispered, "Good."

Winnie cleaned up the kitchen and then threw the trash in the trash can outside.

By the time she returned, the phone in the couch was ringing.

Winnie thought it was her own, so she went over and picked it up, only to find that it was Channing's and it was

Stella calling.

Every night, she videos with the little one.

Winnie held the phone and felt a little hot for a moment.

She looked into the bathroom and opened her mouth, the sound of the water inside hadn't stopped.

Winnie was silent and put the phone down again.

Forget it, let's wait for Channing to come out and pick it up.

She put the phone back on.

Winnie sat next to her and within two minutes, Channing's phone rang again.

She turned her head and stared at the brightly lit screen, her heart beating a little faster.

There is always a sense of weakness as if it is going to be revealed.

By the time the phone rang for the third time, Winnie was sitting down a bit.

Could it be something urgent?

Normally, if you don't pick up, you shouldn't call, just wait until Channing sees it back.

Unless it's something ......

Winnie hesitated for a moment, but picked up the phone, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and scratched the

screen to connect.

Just when she was holding her breath in her chest and didn't know how to speak, two small bulging heads appeared

on the screen in front of her: "Giggle~giggle!"

Winnie froze and was relieved to see it was these two little girls.

Lala and Lele were next to each other, their round eyes curiously looking at Winnie, their mouths babbling and

babbling about something.

Winnie whispered, "Brother is too tired today and has fallen asleep. Tomorrow when he wakes up, he will call you

guys immediately, okay?"

The two little girls do not know whether they understand or not, sitting there with their little heads cocked, looking

good and cute.

Winnie looked at them and her heart melted.

How on earth did Clarence manage to have two such lovely daughters.

Stella's genes are also too strong.

That's when Channing finally came out of the bathroom.

Like a savior, Winnie hurriedly shoved the phone into his arms and hurried back to the room.

Channing picked up his phone and looked at it, raising an eyebrow.

The two little girls again said happily, one after the other, "Uncle!"

Channing said, "Where's your mom."

No sooner had he said that than the phone was picked up by Stella, whose eyes seemed to light up, "What did you

just do?"

"Take a shower."

"No wonder."

The two little girls kept clamoring for their brother, and they dialed and dialed with their cell phone videos.

Stella was leaning next to the design drawing, when she heard Winnie's voice, she rubbed up, but was afraid that

Winnie would be embarrassed, so she held back from making a sound.

Channing looked back at the closed door of the room and spoke thoughtfully, "How long before you guys are back."

"Three days at the most."

Hanging up the phone, Channing walked into the bedroom.

Winnie was reading the script when she heard footsteps: "You're done calling?"

Channing hmmed as he sat down next to Winnie and spoke without haste, "I just took my allergy medicine."

Winnie: "?"

She reacted quickly, "The allergy medicine was in my bag, how did you take it?"

Channing: "......"

Without changing his face, he said, "I have it myself."

Winnie didn't believe him for these reasons, but he really should have taken another pill.

She put down her phone and got up, poured a glass of warm water in, took the allergy medicine out of her bag and

put it in front of him, and deliberately put a candy next to the medicine for him, then quickly slipped into the

bathroom.

Channing looked at her back, the corners of his lips hooked untraceably.

Winnie washed her hair, conditioned her skin, and dawdled in the bathroom for over an hour before coming out.

She had thought Channing was asleep, but when she entered the room, he was on the phone.

Thinking he was working, Winnie quietly made her way to the bed.

Passing by the coffee table, only to find that he had taken his allergy medicine and the sugar was still there.

But also, it is not Chinese medicine, throwing the mouth to drink water can not swallow it.

Give milk candy this kind of thing, inexplicably a little bit of coaxing children taste.

Winnie couldn't help but smile when she thought about it.

But it's also true that he's a child, a brother six years younger than her.

Her mind was jumbled with thoughts when she suddenly heard Channing, who was on the phone, say, "She'll be out

of City N in a while, I'll take care of Mr. Thomas' side, I have a girlfriend."

Winnie: "?"

The person on the other end of the phone said something unknown, and Channing looked back to Winnie and

mumbled lowly, "It's always been her."

Winnie was suddenly scalded by his eyes and couldn't help but look away sideways.

She finally responded that the one on the other end of the phone should not be ......

William, right?

Channing said a few more words before hanging up the phone and walking over to Winnie.

She stammered out a question, "Is ...... your father?"

"Yes."

Winnie didn't know what to say for a moment and lowered her eyes.

She did meet William, at the door of Chassell's ward.

You don't have to think about it to know that William must have a very bad impression of her.

A woman who caused such a good son to almost ruin his future, he did not find her to settle accounts are good.

Just as Winnie was lost in thought, Channing had stopped in front of her.

He leaned down slightly to be level with her, "Thinking about something."

Winnie forced a smile, "Nothing, did your father ...... just ask about you and that Miss Thomas?"

"He was asking about Georgie Thomas, but not about me and her." Channing continued, "Mr. Thomas is sick and

Georgie Thomas is back home but she hasn't graduated yet."

Winnie froze, "She's younger than you?"

"One year old."

Winnie oh so and picked the topic again, "So ...... Mr. Thomas, are you feeling better."

"It's better, I'm out tomorrow." Channing said, "Do you have time tomorrow."

"I ......"

"I'm going to pick up Mr. Thomas from the hospital, if you have time, join me, I'd like to introduce you to him."

Winnie's whole body froze in place, "Huh?"

Channing said, "It seems like there should be time."