Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 1127

When Winnie finished washing up and walked slowly to the dining room, Noah was already sitting there dutifully waiting.

Channing put the milk in front of him, "Drink this first."

Noah responded, holding the glass of milk in his two little hands and sipping it slowly.

Winnie sat across from them and asked Channing in a whisper, "How did he ...... get over here?"

Channing knew what she was worried about and put a glass of milk in front of her as well, "I went over to get it."

Noah finished his milk at this point and took a tissue to wipe his mouth, "Auntie don't worry, I made a deal with my uncle that I wouldn't tell mom and dad that he was living with you."

Winnie almost choked on the milk in her mouth.

Channing rubbed the little one's head, "Let's eat."

Small children eat small amounts of food and eat less.

Noah soon finished his breakfast and got off the table to go play with his toys at the coffee table.

Winnie whispered, "When are his mom and dad coming back, I'm not very good with kids ......"

Channing didn't hesitate to say, "I will."

Winnie: "......"

Channing glanced at the little one not far away, "A week at the latest."

Winnie thought about it and frowned, "What about him if you go to the office."NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"Stay with me."

"That's too boring." Winnie also looked back, "Noah is pretty well behaved, I'd better take him, I don't have much to do these days anyway."

The corner of Channing's mouth ticked down unnoticed, "Good."

After dinner, Channing is at the table for a conference call.

Winnie was sitting right next to the little one, leaning against the couch and lost in thought.

When she met the boy, he was still a small ball, only crawling around on the floor, always bullied by his father.

In the blink of an eye, they have actually grown so big.

Vaguely, it does have a few shades of Clarence.

But it's so much cuter than him.

After a while, Noah put down the toy in his hand, turned his head to look at Winnie, and spoke in a milky voice: "Auntie, before breakfast you said you would teach me what to call Uncle and Auntie Elaine, are you free now."

Winnie withdrew her thoughts and sat up a few inches straighter, "Free."

She sat on her knees on the couch and began to analyze it for Noah: "You said that when you called Auntie Elaine your great aunt, Auntie Elaine's dad would tell you to call her cousin, and when you called her cousin, your grandmother would tell you to call her great aunt, right?"

Noah went over it in his head, then nodded, pretty much the same thing.

"Then you will, in front of Auntie Elaine's dad, you will call your cousin and your great uncle your cousin's husband. In front of your grandmother, you'll call your great uncle and great aunt."

Noah spoke bitterly, "But what if Grandma and Auntie Elaine's dad were both together, then what should I call it."

Winnie: "......"

She completely froze and actually left this out.

"This ......"

What an insurmountable puzzle.

Winnie was silent for a moment, not knowing what suddenly came to her mind, her eyes brightened a few moments: "I see, Auntie Elaine has been pregnant for some time, right?"

Noah nodded slowly: "Mom said that in four months, I'll have a brother or sister again."

Winnie said, "You stick around for another four months, when that brother or sister of yours is born, you follow him and call him, if he calls his mommy and daddy, you call him uncle and aunt, if he ......"

When the words came to her lips, Winnie felt that it wasn't right to call her mom and dad.

She was all confused.

Winnie continued, "Anyway, it's not you who will be tangled up when the time comes."

Noah nodded once again with a half-hearted understanding, and had another flash of insight: "I know! If Auntie Elaine has a younger sibling, then I should call my eldest uncle and eldest aunt, and if she has a nephew and niece, I should call my cousin and cousin's husband."

"...... is very correct!"

The smile on Noah's face brightened as he solved a problem that had been bothering him for days.

He asked good-naturedly, "Auntie, can I watch TV."

"Sure."

Winnie found the remote control and turned on the children's channel, "Which one do you want to watch?"

Noah ran to the TV screen and pointed, "This."

"Okay, come and sit and watch."

Noah trotted back over to her and sat dutifully on the couch, watching the TV with rapt attention.

Winnie smiled at this and was relieved at the same time, she withdrew her eyes and subconsciously glanced to the side.

Channing had ended the conference call some time ago and was looking at her with one hand on his head, smiling and laughing.

Winnie: "......"

She suddenly realized how disastrous that conversation she had just had with the little guy was.

No wonder he looked at her with such an expression and eyes.

Winnie blushed slightly and got up and hurried back to her bedroom.

Channing closed his computer and got up after him.

Winnie had just returned to her bedroom and before she had time to repent, there was a knock on the door.

She turned around, and before she could speak, the door was opened.

Channing stood there, "Can I come in."

"...... not quite able."

Before Winnie could say anything, Channing had appeared in the bedroom and closed the door behind him.

He said, "Standing in the doorway and talking will be misunderstood by him."

"I think he's more misunderstood when you come in."

"Misunderstand what?"

Winnie also froze, "What is the misunderstanding you are referring to."

Channing spoke slowly and methodically, "When his father makes his mother angry, he can't get into the room, he can only stand at the door and talk, so what do you think he will misunderstand?"

Winnie: "......"

Channing continues, "And what is the misunderstanding you are referring to."

Winnie's face slowly reddened even more, sat down in the sofa, took a pillow and put it on her lap, stammered and spoke, "No ...... nothing."

Channing walked over and sat next to her: "You're pretty good with kids."

Winnie didn't expect him to come in after her specifically to humiliate her.

She whispered, "It's not like I know anything about that."

"You don't have to reason very clearly with a child, you can divert his attention on the line, you're doing a good job."

It seems more insulting.

Just as she hung her head, Channing's voice rang out again, "There's something I want to discuss with you."

Winnie looked up, "Go ahead."

"Noah he's going to be staying here for a while."

Winnie nodded: "I know, ah, he sleeps with you on ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, Channing said, "He's used to sleeping alone at home."

Winnie: "?"

"If I sleep on the couch, he'll get the wrong idea, too."

Winnie was just about to ask what the misunderstanding was, when she thought of the explanation a few moments earlier, and the words got caught in her throat.

When Winnie didn't say anything, Channing took her to be acquiescent, and he got up and said, "I'll go get his room cleaned up."

"No ...... you wait ......"

Channing looked back and surveyed the surroundings, "Or if you prefer the guest room, you can let him sleep here."