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Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 833
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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.

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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.

Channing was seriously ill and refused to go to the hospital, so Winnie couldn't leave. She kind of trusted Channing.

Although he was not old, he knew what he shouldn't do.

Winnie was a few years older than him, so she thought she was more experienced than him in social relationships

and dating. However, since Winnie had known Channing's crush for her, he always took the initiative.

He secretly protected her and directly got himself involved with her life. She was overwhelmed by what he did for

her.

She loved this distinguished boy.

After a long time, a slight breeze woke Winnie up from her thoughts. She said to Channing, "It's late. You should go

to bed in your bedroom."

Channing looked at her. "What about you?"

Winnie said, "I'll sleep on the sofa while you should sleep in the bedroom."

Channing said, "No."

Winnie got up. "Well, stop being a gentleman. You will get sicker if you sleep here."

As she spoke, she reached out to pull Channing and lift the quilt.

Channing was caught off guard, so when he wanted to tug the quilt, it was too late.

Before Winnie could finish her words, she saw the bulge on his crotch.

The room fell silent again, but the mood was different.

In the air, Winnie and Channing lunged at each other. The beating of their hearts echoed through the room.

What happened just now turned on both of them.

Like wildly growing vines, their desire was nearly out of control.

Winnie was silent for a few seconds. She pretended that nothing had happened and gave the quilt to Channing,

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"You'd better sleep here, I…"

She wanted to turn around and leave, only to find that her wrist was grabbed.

Channing looked at her and his dark eyes were burning with lust. Winnie didn't even dare look him in the eye.

His hand was so hot that she was trembling all over her body.

Winnie said, "You…"

Channing asked in a hoarse voice, "Can I kiss you?"

Winnie's eyelashes trembled. She was in silence.

She didn't know what to say.

She was afraid that they would be out of control after the kiss.

Even though she knew she couldn't do that, she found it was difficult for her to refuse.

She even wanted to try it.

Channing had put his life and future on the line for her, so she couldn't refuse him.

In these seconds, Winnie thought of Chassell and the doormen who took extra care of her because of Channing.

She even recalled that Channing had stayed downstairs all night.

Haunted by these, Winnie felt a little dizzy.

However, she sobered up when Channing was sucking her tongue.

Winnie found herself lying on the sofa.

Channing, who she thought was a gentleman, was like a beast now. Winnie could even feel his hot breath on her

ear.

Channing kept kissing her fair neck, which was burning.

Just as Winnie grabbed his clothes with both hands and closed her eyes, he suddenly stopped.

Under the light, Winnie opened her eyes and looked at him. With tears welling up in her eyes, her lips were red and

swollen.

Channing looked away and sat up. As he swallowed, he said in a husky voice, "You can go to sleep in the

bedroom.