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...”

at Barret as though he was looking at a

was lying on the

man on the ground, someone beside

guard and teachers of the college finally came

of warning siren of ambulance and police car was

see the back of

the gust of freezing wind had

stopped a girl and asked hastily in a dry voice, “What...

mask nor a cap. She could

replied, “It is said someone was beaten to death

sounded all the more nervous, “Who? Who

Channing Radomil. And the one dead was not a student in

words, Winnie felt dazzled and

her

to get a cap.

the police car, Channing was cuffed, his face cold and he looked quite calm. On his

curiously. But before they asked anything, Channing said

thought he wanted to call his lawyer so he nodded, “Yes, you can. But you need to make it in our

out his phone

side answered the phone, Channing said concisely, “I’m on a police car now. I might be sentenced to

Clarence halted for a few seconds and also replied concisely, “Give me

and asked the police nearby, “Please tell me

police man was stunned by the polite attitude

thanked the police man

police on the car were quite confused. One

stopped at an internet café

taken in by a police man, a lot of teenagers went out from it in scare. The owner was also scared and he

his head. He did nothing but ask for a