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.

she sat up,

the wall, she walked out slowly

and waved to her, “You finally

greeted her before she looked

was Stella who was cooking

a bit, “Why

a pot of fish soup in hand, Stella headed out of the kitchen, “Your assistant found us in the studio. She said you were in bad condition and she was quite worried

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

took the temperature of you. You've got a fever. You should take good care of yourself

something first and then

at the foods on the table, Winnie said with her eyelashes

table, “Let’s get started.

fork and knife, but the intense pain on her wrist

a bowlful of soup and placed the bowl before her. Then

known what happened today from Daniel,

called Winnie for several times, but her phone had

assistant came

the meal. She had difficulty in picking the food so

silent and she ate whatever they

Sherry instantly

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

her head lowered, “The doctor said I

take good care of yourself at home and keep your wound

eyes on the carpet, “Don’t bother.

Then we

bit her lips a bit and halted for a second before she said, “Don’t you hate

into the dustbin,

was I that make Channing

that you don’t have to mind what others think about your relationship. Channing was indeed in trouble. I was worried too. But I won’t be angry at you because you are also a victim in this case. Plus, it has

at her, “But if you want me to play the role of a vicious sister who tries to break