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 felt herself

the wall, she walked out slowly towards the living

on the sofa and

greeted her before she looked

who was cooking

stunned a bit, “Why are

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

“It’s nothing. I can just

You've got a fever. You should take good care of yourself

something first and then take some medicine

table, Winnie said with

and helped her to sit before the table, “Let’s get started. I also feel hungry before those

knife, but the intense pain on her wrist stopped

the bowl before her. Then she put a

today from Daniel, and

but her phone had been

Winnie’s assistant came to

lowering her head during the meal. She had difficulty in picking the food so Stella and Sherry just kept helping

silent and she ate whatever

meal, Winnie stood up and tried to clean the table. Sherry instantly stopped her, “I will handle this. You just have a rest on the

and the corner of her mouth, Stella took the

with her head lowered, “The doctor said I should go

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

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

right. Then we will

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

swabs into the

was I that make

was indeed in trouble. I was worried too. But I won’t

to play the role of a vicious sister who tries to