Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 833

In the bedroom, Channing took a quilt from the closet and went out. When he passed by the bathroom, he could not help but stop.

The glass door was covered with a film of steam, so Channing couldn't look Winnie clearly through the door.

After taking a glance, he looked away at once and swallowed.

In a daze for a few seconds, he quickly walked away.

Channing closed the window, put the quilt on the sofa, and lay down on it.

He put his arms behind his head, casually took a book, and flipped through it. However, he couldn't focus on it.

As the noise of water kept coming from the bathroom, Channing couldn't stop thinking about what he had seen just now.

His heart beat increasingly faster, and he was burning with desire.

He took a deep breath, put the book over his face, and closed his eyes.

When Winnie finished the shower, she wanted to hang the hoodie. Nonetheless, most part of the hoodie was wet and it smelt bad with the dish soap.

On second thoughts, she washed the hoodie, decided to buy a new one online, and got it delivered. Anyway, she could almost buy anything online.

After the hoodie was washed, Winnie found a hanger and thought the hoodie smelt quite good now.

It had a faint fragrance, which she always smelt on Channing's body.

Just as Winnie was about to get out of the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror.

She was five feet and six inches tall, so she was taller than many women. Nevertheless, Channing's T-shirt looked floppy on her.

Then, she looked at the jeans.

She was satisfied with the jeans.

Although they are a little bigger for her, they didn't look weird at all.

Otherwise, she would be very embarrassed.

When Winnie got out of the bathroom, she saw that Channing was lying on the sofa, face covered with a book.

When she saw the quilt, she guessed he decided to sleep on the sofa tonight.

Winnie sat across from him, picked up the thermometer on the coffee table, and asked, "Have you taken your medicine?"

"Yes."

Channing said in a muffled voice.

Winnie said, "Then you should take the temperature."

After two seconds of silence, Channing removed the book away.

Winnie leaned over, put the thermometer next to his ear, and took a look at it. She frowned when she saw it was 103.46°F.

Why did it get more serious?

Winnie wanted to put her hand on his forehead but was stopped.

Channing grabbed her wrist and said, "I feel much better now."

His voice was very hoarse, so Winnie didn't buy it. "I think you need to see a doctor."

Hearing this, Channing said, "It's still raining, and I have just taken the medicine. I think the fever should go down tomorrow morning."

Winnie thought it was reasonable. It would take some time for the medicine to take effect.

Besides, Channing looked very reluctant to go to the hospital.

Winnie put down the thermometer. "If the fever doesn't go down tomorrow morning, you must go to see a doctor."

Channing let go of her wrist, swallowed, and said in a dry voice, "Okay."

Then, he fell silent. Winnie did the same and looked away.