Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After Winnie got up by sheer willpower, she went to the bathroom and took a hot shower before she felt her tense

muscles loosen up a bit.

She changed into loose clothes, put on her mask and hat again, and had just left the bedroom when she saw

Channing sitting in the couch waiting for him, white short sleeves and jeans.

Winnie thought about it and folded back.

Channing's face is even more eye-catching than hers when she walks out, so she needs to cover up.

Winnie walked up to Channing and handed him his hat and mask: "It's pretty sunny out, do you want to ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, Channing had already taken it and put it on one by one.

Winnie coughed and said with a straight face, "Let's go."

It was just after noon, not many people in the neighborhood, only the sun shining brightly.

Winnie suddenly some regret this time to run out, in fact, wait until the evening is okay ......

She had just taken two steps when her wrist was pulled.

Before Winnie could react, the person had already reached the shade.

Channing's voice came, "Walk inside."

Winnie gave an "Oh" and tried to take her hand back when Channing led her forward.

After taking a few steps, Channing said, "Is it hot."

"...... is okay."

Walking in the shade, an occasional breeze blew, and it was quite cool.

Channing didn't say anything else and didn't release his grip on her hand.

Outside the neighborhood is the pharmacy, Winnie stopped and said to Channing, "I'll go in and get it, you just wait

here."

"Can't we all be together."

Winnie was quick to respond, "I seem to remember there's not much toothpaste left, so go buy two and then we'll

meet up here."

Channing sniffed and nodded, "Good."

Winnie waved to him, turned and ran into the pharmacy, bought what she wanted and then haphazardly picked up

a few cold remedies.

By the time she came back out, Channing was waiting there.

When we got back, Channing happened to have a phone call, so Winnie went and poured water, unwrapped the tin

foil in one piece and threw it in her mouth.

She had just picked up the water and tilted her head to drink it when Channing approached.

Winnie immediately clutched the pill box in her hand.

Channing picked up several medicine boxes in front of her and looked at them, "These are for coughs and high

fevers, you should take something to clear the heat."

Winnie laughed dryly twice: "Is ...... it? I think it's all pretty much the same, just eat it anyway."

Channing looked at what she was clutching in her palm, and then at a couple of pill boxes that hadn't been opened

yet.

He paused, "What kind of drugs are you taking."

Winnie untraceable hand to the back: "Just ...... with those almost, cold medicine."

Channing took her hand, opened her palm, and took out the tin foil of the pill box that had been crumpled into a

ball.

Looking at his gradually sinking face, Winnie whispered, "Emergency contraception afterwards, is ......"

"So you ate it last time too?"

Winnie nods gently.

Channing looked at her, "Why don't you ask me."

His gaze was so compelling that Winnie couldn't help but look away sideways: "There's no need to ask you about

this, the medicine I bought and ate on my own ......"

"I do take safety measures."

Winnie: "?"

Channing looked at her and said, word for word, "Last time, this time, it was done."

Winnie froze for a moment and opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

Channing took the tin foil in her hand and threw it into the garbage, and his voice took on a bit of a chill: "In your

eyes, am I the kind of person who is impulsive and reckless, as well as irresponsible?"

"That's not what I meant ......"

Last time she was really a bit too drunk and completely lost her memory on this procedure.

As for last night, the first half was groggy and the second half was disoriented.

She didn't bother to notice either ......

Channing said, "Go rest if you don't feel well."

After the words, he turned around and walked out.

Winnie took his hand and pursed her lips before saying, "I'm sorry, I really didn't have that in mind, and I ...... I don't

remember ......"

When she got to the end, her voice was low.

Channing didn't say anything and withdrew his hand to leave.

Winnie stood still until the sound of the door closing came, then slowly dropped her head.

This seems like the first time in a long time that Channing has been angry with her.

Winnie looked at the box of pills in the trash, closed her eyes, and went to nestle in the couch.

The house is so quiet that you can hear the sound of the air conditioner operating.

She tilted her head back and looked at the ceiling, her gaze a little lax.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the door opening came.

Winnie was stunned, then slowly looked over, her throat suddenly a little scratchy: "Aren't you ...... gone?"

Channing walked to the dining room table, unwrapped the cold punch he bought, blended it with hot water, and

brought it to her: "This medicine is to clear the heat, take it and get some sleep."

Winnie looked at him without saying anything, and her fingertips twitched.

Channing put those cold medicines she bought, one by one, into the coffee table: "Since this time to buy, next time

to remember, do not buy more piles at home, the medicine is also expired."

"Got it."

The cold flush was directed at the air vents of the air conditioner and cooled down in no time.

Channing handed her the glass of water and Winnie took it, drinking it still a little hot, she drank it in small, slow

sips.

When it was almost finished, Channing's voice rang out, "Next time, don't take that medicine."

Winnie's hand holding the being cup paused, and before she could answer, Channing continued, "Unless you want

kids sometime, until then, I'll take good measures."

"Ahem-"

Winnie choked several times directly on the cold punch.

When she was almost done drinking, Channing took the cup and set it aside, gently patting her back.

Winnie turned her head to look at him and spoke tentatively, "Aren't you angry anymore?"

"I'm not mad, there are major side effects to taking that medicine."

Winnie didn't say anything, feeling that she did do something wrong.

She said, "In the future, I will discuss everything with you."

Channing said, "Do you think the problem is that you didn't consult with me on it."

Winnie wondered, "So what else?"

"So it's true that you don't remember anything?"

Winnie: "......"

She looked away and said vaguely, "I'm not drunk, then ......"

He said without haste, "Who said that wine is drunk in three minutes, sister."

I don't know if it's because I just drank that big cup of hot hot cold punch, Winnie feels all hot now, she sat down to

the side and pulled away from Channing: "That ...... that also don't remember, who would remember that kind of

......"

Before Winnie could finish her sentence, she was pulled over by Channing, and she was forced to meet his gaze,

with a weakness in her eyes that had nowhere to go.

Channing's gaze fell on her lips and his voice was low: "Sleep?"

Winnie suddenly felt that she hadn't encountered such a difficult question in over twenty years.

It was only after a long time that she stammered, "How do you sleep?"

Channing chuckled softly, "Sleep how you want."