Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Winnie chose to go home directly after she left the hospital.

She fixed her eyes outside the window throughout the way home, and there was no light in her eyes.

Before the door, she input the password but before she pushed the door open, the door was opened from the inside.

It was her assistant. She looked at Winnie worriedly, “Where have you been, Ms. Truman? I have been unable to contact you since last night when I saw your messages. And you were not at home. So, you …”

The assistant then suddenly noticed her swollen face and the thick bandage around her wrist, “Ms. Truman, Chassell the bastard has threatened you again, right? I will call the police!”

Winnie stopped her and squeezed these words out of her throat, “I’ve called the police. That’s okay. I will have a sleep and then it would be fine.”

“But you…”

Winnie put a faint smile on her face, “Don’t bother. You can just go home right now.”

Then she walked slowly into the bedroom and closed the door behind her before she collapsed onto the bed.

Though she had stood awake for a whole day and night and she was now literally exhausted, she could not fall asleep.

The moment she closed her eyes, she saw the picture in which Channing was taken away by the police.

It was quite stifling.

Tears began to trickle down her cheeks silently, her hands pressed on her heart heavily.

Soon, she burst out crying and she felt as if her throat were strained and herself strangled.

She just lied there as if she were dead, not knowing how long she had been there and when the night fell.

She felt as if she had been devoured by darkness.

A few hours later, she felt the door of her room was opened. And someone was calling her.

Later, silence reigned her room again. Sound of cooking and then smell of foods began to be sent over through the door.

sat up, she

against the wall, she walked out slowly towards the

on the sofa and waved to her, “You finally

her before she looked

Stella who was

stunned a bit,

us in the studio. She said you were in bad

face. She said awkwardly, “It’s nothing. I can just have a good sleep and I will be

the temperature of you. You've got a fever. You should take good care of yourself or your wound will

and then take some medicine before you

the foods on the table, Winnie said with her eyelashes quivering, “Thank

sit before the table, “Let’s get started. I also

tried to reach the fork and knife, but the intense pain

bowlful of soup and placed the bowl

from

called Winnie for several times, but her phone had been turned off all the

Winnie’s assistant

had difficulty in picking the food so Stella and Sherry just kept

she ate whatever they picked for

up and tried to clean the table. Sherry instantly stopped her, “I will

sofa. Seeing the wound on her face and the corner of her mouth, Stella

her head lowered, “The doctor

tomorrow. You should take good care of yourself at home and keep

away and fixed her eyes on the carpet, “Don’t bother. I will

Then we will visit you

a bit and halted for a second before she said, “Don’t

the swabs into the dustbin, “Why should

I that make

too. But I won’t be angry at you because you are also a victim in this case. Plus, it has been

who tries to break you up, I can meet your requirement.