Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

The man’s eyes were hollow and he wore a stubble of untrimmed beard. There were also a few scars on the corner of his forehead.

Without a closer look, one could definitely fail to tell he was the Mr. Chassell Barret who used to be ambitious and dashing.

Barret fixed his cruel and dark eyes on Channing, “You’ve made a lot of efforts to send to the prison. But I am here standing in front you. Disappointed, aren’t you?”

With his hands in the pocket of the black jacket, Barret continued his provocative words, “If I am still in the prison, I would miss such a dramatic scene. You must have had sex with her, right? You’ve begun living together anyway. A hot girl, isn’t she? You are indeed a lucky boy …”

Before he finished, he was taken by the collar violently.

Channing gazed at him coldly, “Shut up!”

Barret wasn’t irritated by his words. His face became even calmer. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in memories, “Am I wrong? She’s sexy. She’ll get really juicy when having sex with me. She can be fucked for a long time… But she’s got really tender skin so she usually got covered all over by her own...”

Before he finished, he was punched heavily on face and then fell into the bush beside. He mourned faintly.

Hearing the sound of the punch, the students around was scared but they just couldn’t help stopping to watch at them.

Channing walked over expressionlessly. He squatted down on one knee and took him by the collar before he said word by word, “Shut up. Didn’t you hear me?”

With his elbows support him on the ground, Barret was still smiling derisively even somewhat crazily, “You’ve heard how she mourns during sex, haven’t you? It’s not as sexy as …”

And then there was another heavy punch.

In the past when Barret was beaten by Channing, he would look resentful. But this time it looked as if he came here to provoke Channing. And he didn’t even try to fight back. The punch of Channing only made his smile more derisive and provocative.

Barret spitted blood. Now even though he could not utter a full sentence, he did not stop but continue to provoke him, “Calm down, boy. That’s not the climax of the story yet. What I am gonna show you will make you want to kill me.”

Meanwhile, despite the fierce agony, he fumbled in his pocket and took out a stack of photos. He threw those photos before Channing.

The fist of Channing stopped in the air. His pupils contracted and his expression becoming cruel suddenly before he possessed by rage and said, “Fucking bastard!”

Barret smiled, “I have a lot of photos of that kind. The photos will be posted online automatically half an hour later. By then the photos would go viral online and Winnie would definitely be ruined. And you couldn’t escape either...”

gazed at Barret as though he was looking at

was lying on the ground

the ground, someone

guard and teachers of the college

coward, someone called the police. The sound of warning siren of ambulance and police car was audible all over the dormitory

see the back

gust of freezing wind had

stopped a girl and asked hastily in a dry voice,

a mask nor a

stunned before she replied, “It is

all the more

girl answered, “They told me it was Channing Radomil. And the one

words, Winnie felt dazzled and she felt she was about

quickly supported her by hand, “Are you

to get a cap. She must head to

cold and he looked quite calm. On his body and fist, blood

they asked anything, Channing said suddenly, “Can I make

“Yes, you can. But you need to make

nodded and took out his

on a police car now. I might be

for a few seconds and also replied concisely, “Give me the name

away and asked the police nearby, “Please

police man was stunned by the polite attitude he employed, and then answered his

had the answer he wanted, he thanked

confused. One or two minutes later they received

stopped at an internet café

out from it in scare. The owner was also scared

police shook his head. He did nothing but ask for