Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After Channing entered the bathroom, Winnie took out her phone, ordered some porridge and light food, and sat in

front of the sofa again, sorting out the books on the coffee table.

After cleaning up, she looked around, and her eyes fell on the bed in his bedroom.

A corner of the quilt was lifted, and the slippers were still beside the bed.

If she guessed correctly, it should be when she called him that he got up and hurried to school.

So, he didn't have time to clean up at home.

That is to say, he was not at school at all at that time.

He was sick and lying on the bed.

Winnie sighed silently, and didn't know whether it was right or not to come to him at this time.

When Channing came out of the shower, she had already cleaned up the living room.

Channing picked up the phone asking, “What do you want to eat?”

Winnie said, “I have already ordered.”

After speaking, she added, “Where's the medicine in your house? I searched around and couldn't find it.”

He opened the cabinet under the coffee table and said after a moment, “I forgot I'd finished all the pills.”

Winnie got up. “Then I'll go downstairs and buy some.”

Channing grabbed her wrist and said, “No, I'll go.”

Winnie, “...”

Why on earth did the two of them rush to buy some medicine when it can be bought on the takeout platform

directly?

Winnie said, “If I make the order now, it should be delivered after eating.”

Channing said okay.

He responded, holding her hand, but didn't take it back.

She couldn't help lowering her head. The place he held in his palm was very warm.

For a while, the two of them didn't speak, only the sound of raindrops hitting the balcony from time to time outside

the window.

After a while, Channing's Adam's apple slid slightly. He looked away, released her hand, and sat on the other side of

the sofa, “I have a cold, and you need to stay away from me.”

No one knew he said this to whom, her or himself.

Winnie said, “If I don't call you, are you going to just lie in bed like this, without eating or taking medicine.”

Channing said, “I don't want to move.”

Winnie sat down as well and took a pillow in her arms. “You seemed to be so energetic and robust when you were

beating Chassell Barret. Why don't you want to move now, are you exhausted?”

Hearing this, he laughed silently without refuting.

Winnie said again, “If your sister sees you like this, she must be very worried.”

“Don't tell her.”

“Okay, I'm not going to tell her.”

Winnie opened the drawer that Channing had just opened, found out the thermometer, and measured it in his ear.

Almost thirty-eight degrees.

She added, “The fever is running pretty bad. You really don't take your body seriously.”

Channing's voice was very low, “It will be all right in two days.”

She put down the thermometer and wanted to find some fruit to supplement him with vitamins, but found that the

refrigerator was empty, with only a few cans of beer.

There's not even a takeout bag in the house.

Winnie turned to look at him, frowning. “How many days have you not eaten?”

Channing said, “I didn't eat just this one day.”

She didn't believe it, took out her phone and ordered medicine, and then bought a bunch of fruits and fresh

vegetables in the fresh supermarket.

If she was still hesitating whether it was right or wrong to come to him just now, she now was thinking that if she

hadn't come, he might be able to let himself just die in this room.

Fortunately, she came today.

After she walked around the living room, she couldn't find anything to eat. So, she could only go back to the sofa

and said to Channing, “Why don't you sleep for a while, and I'll call you when the meal arrives.”

Because of the rain, the rider was also slow. The rider only arrived at the store for now, and she didn't know when it

will be delivered.

Channing leaned over and looked at her without saying a word.

Winnie was a little uncomfortable looking at him. She touched her nose and felt a little embarrassed. “Is it weird

that I dress like this?”

Channing's thin lips moved slightly, and his tone was slow, “No, it's beautiful.”

Winnie probably didn't expect to hear such straightforward praise from him, and was stunned for a while, then her

face flushed slightly.

She stammered, “Then... then what are you looking at?”

“I was thinking, if I infect you with a cold, will it delay your work?”

Winnie said, “No, I'm being pretty idle these days without any activities. Don't worry, we're not in a high-incidence

influenza season , and it's not that easy...”

Before she could finish her sentence, Channing had already leaned in and kissed her with his palm behind her ear.

Her pupils dilated slightly, and the hand on her lap moved, but she didn't reach out to push him.

Fortunately, this kiss was just a slight touch, and he didn't intend to go further. He soon let go of her and asked in a

low voice, “Would you be angry then?”

He's got this “act first and apologize later” thing figured out.

She pressed him back on the sofa, “If you are sick, just rest for a while.”

She quickly picked up the phone beside her and looked at it.

The rider was a kilometer away from her.

Fifteen minutes left.

Winnie stood up and tried to find something to do for herself, so as to break the ambiguous atmosphere, “Drink

some water first, I'll go to boil some.”

Channing looked at her back with a smile on his face.

She took more than ten minutes to boil the water, took her time to come out of the kitchen, put the water of the

right temperature in front of him, and the doorbell rang just in time.

She reflexively turned and ran to the door, took the takeout and said thank you, then turned back and put the

things she bought on the table, taking them out one by one.

Then she said, “You can't eat too greasy food when you have a cold. Eat these first, take the medicine for a while,

then sleep, wake up and eat some fruit to supplement vitamins, and you will be better tomorrow.”

Channing asked, “Will you leave when I fall asleep?”

Winnie opened the lid of the food box and put it in front of him. “I'll leave when you feel better. If the fever doesn't

subside today, I'll have to take you to the hospital.”

He said nothing and lowered his head to eat porridge.

After tossing around for a long time, she was also hungry. She had to control her sugar intake. She couldn't eat

things like porridge, so she opened the vegetable salad next to her.

When they were eating, medicine and fruit arrived.

She kept a few fruits that they were going to eat for a while, and then put the rest in the refrigerator.

By the time she returned to the living room, Channing had already finished eating and packed up the trash.

Winnie picked up the medicine on the side and looked at it: "It's all taken half an hour after meals, why don't you

take a break and read a book?"

Channing said, “I feel dizzy and I don't want to read.”

For a top student like him to say he didn't want to read, it seemed that his head was really dizzy.

She said, “Then you can go to the bedroom to rest, and I will bring you the medicine in a while.”

He looked at her, paused, and said, “Are you afraid of staying with me?”

Shoot, he finally realized that.