Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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90 Will I Get Bail? (Winona)

I sit in the courtroom, my heart pounding as I wait for the judge to enter. The room is filled with people, their eyes on me, their whispers echoing in my ears. The weight of their judgment feels like a physical burden.

My anxiety is overwhelming. I glance around the room, seeing faces that seem familiar, faces from the media coverage, and even faces of those who might be curious about the high-profile case. It's suffocating. Gordon Brown sits beside me, his expression calm and focused. He's been my rock through this nightmare, and I cling to the hope that he can get me out on bail. I need so badly to see Abby again. The thought of her bright, innocent face keeps me grounded.

"Stay calm, Winona, and above all, be sincere. Judge Harper can see straight through bullshit." Gordon whispers. "Don't say anything unless she addresses you directly."

"All rise," the bailiff announces, and we stand as the judge enters. Judge Harper is a stern-looking woman with piercing eyes that seem to see right through me. She takes her seat and looks down at us, her gaze intense and unwavering. "This is a hearing to determine whether-bail will be granted to the defendant, Winona Nolan, who is accused of attempted murder," she begins, her voice firm and authoritative. "Given the violent nature of the offense, I am inclined to deny bail. However, I will hear arguments from both sides."

The prosecutor stands first, his demeanor confident and almost smug. He lays out the case against me with meticulous detail, describing the scene at the park, the witnesses who saw me push Ashlyn, and the tragic loss of the baby.

words are like daggers, each one cutting deeper into my hope. I feel my stomach churn as

stands, his posture confident and assertive. "Your Honor, my client is not a flight risk, nor is she a danger to society. She is a devoted mother with deep ties to

Judge reads carefully, her expression inscrutable. The silence is agonizing as I wait for her to

your client are extremely serious. What assurances can you provide that she will not pose a threat to anyone, particularly to

she does not leave the premises. She will reside back at her home and only have supervised visitation

judge considers this, her expression thoughtful but still stern. "Ms. Nolan, do you understand the terms being proposed? You would be confined to

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be allowed to see your daughter under supervision. Is that

heart. But I know I have no other choice. "Yes, Your Honor, I understand and accept the terms," I manage to say, my voice trembling. Judge Harper nods slowly, still clearly weighing her decision. "Givert the health of the child and the proposed conditions, I am willing to grant bail of one million dollars. However, be aware that any violation of these terms will result in immediate revocation of bail and your return to custody. Do you understand?" "Yes, Your Honor," I reply, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety. The thought of seeing Abby again, even under supervision, gives me the strength to agree

firm. "Thank you, Your Honor. We will

is to be confined to her home with an ankle bracelet and will have supervised visitation with her daughter. Court is