Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

At that moment, more angry-looking security guards gathered around. With electric batons in their hands, one of them yelled, “Hey! You over there! Stop playing deaf! Let go of her, this is your final warning!”

Seeing the raging guards rapidly approaching him, Chassell frowned, and in the split second that he was distracted, Winnie broke free of his grasp and got away from him.

Chassell wanted to pounce forward to grab his newly escaped prey. However, the guards were not very happy about it as they seized him and snapped, “It’s you! You've been sneaking around here for days, haven't you? What little scheme are you planning? Scram, scumbag!”

Chassell’s face was dark enough to give the gloomy day a run for its money. He snarled, “Do you know who I am?”

“Fuck if I care! Scums like you disgust me to the core. You think that the world is spinning around you just because you've got a few more pennies in your pocket! You’re just a beast dressed in fancy suits!”

“How dare…”

“Shut up you prick! Do us a favor and get the fuck outta here before we call the police!”

Chassell was outnumbered and being someone that he was, being detained by the police was the last thing that he wanted. He fixed his collar, let out a cold ‘hmph’, and said to Winnie, “This ain’t over yet, I’ll get you back one day.”

One of the guards raised his electric baton and swung at him. “Yeah, yeah, keep talking and the last thing you see will be my baton smashing your head!”

Chassell shot them a menacing glare before slipping into the car and left.

After he left, the guards chatted among themselves before turning to Winnie and asked, “Are you alright, miss?”

She shook her head and replied, “I’m alright, thank you.”

An older guard holstered his baton back and said, “No need to thank us, miss. Your boyfriend had briefed us beforehand. Occasionally, he would also bring us some snacks and such, so we’re very much in his debt.”

“Exactly. You don’t have to worry about that prick as long as we’re here. He won’t be able to step foot into this area!”

Winnie was numb in place as she was trying her best to comprehend what the older guard just said before responding, confused, “My…boyfriend?”

A guard replied, “Yeah. Last month, your boyfriend beat the ever-living hell out of him and made him run away like a rat, haha!”

“Exactly, he had asked us to keep an eye out for that scumbag so that he won’t harass you anymore. He sometimes brings us cigarettes, drinks, and some food, which we are very grateful for. Didn't he tell you about this?”

Bewildered, Winnie struggled to find her words, “He…never told me about it.”

up, “That’s a nice lad you have there, miss. Nowadays, it’s getting harder and harder to find such a man like him, so you better cherish him with all your heart! Also, quit your current

like him make my blood boil. All they’re good at is bullying young ladies who have just stepped into the society. What goes around comes around, though,

a smile on her face,

that little encounter out of the way, she no longer had the mood to go shopping anymore

their posts. They discussed among each

that scumbag away, they certainly could not chase away her trauma from having

the fridge and took out a bottle of cold water. She chugged a few cups of cold water down before her heart

saw some shirts scattered around on the sofa. She

rang. She walked to the door and saw through the doorbell camera that it was Channing, so

locked his eyes on Winnie’s body, scanning her for any injuries. After determining that she was all fine and dandy, he said with a cold tone, “Did

replied, “He’s already

“Since you’re already here, why don’t you come help me tidy up my clothes? I need help moving the boxes. They’re way too heavy

in place, not knowing what

and then just leave, right? It'll be wrong of me if I don’t at least treat you to a meal. But the clothes ain't gonna pack themselves, so come on! We’ll eat

onto the ground, she dragged him inside the house. On their way to the closet, she said, “You should do something useful with your strength and energy, young man. Don’t go wasting

were several sizable boxes littered

commanded, “Help me bring all of these boxes to the living room.

clothes, Channing could not help but raise

as I am an

Channing was rendered speechless.

house that she rented doesn’t have a closet but

Conrad bought the house next to

and started moving

an empty box at the side before clapping her hands together and taking

that was originally filled to the brim with all sorts of weird and wonderful stuff was then tidied up and half-empty again, which

at the last box, Channing

you wanna eat? I’ll order some

“I’m fine with anything.”

took out her phone, she replied, “Alright, then. I’ll order

what he liked to eat, so she

the fridge for him and asked, “Are you