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

body leaning against the wall, she walked out slowly

sitting on the sofa and waved to her, “You finally wake

she looked

was Stella who

was stunned a bit, “Why are you

out of the kitchen, “Your assistant found us in the studio. She said you were in bad condition and she was quite

Winnie’s face. She said awkwardly, “It’s nothing.

got a fever. You should take good care of yourself or your wound

and then take some medicine

table, Winnie said

up and helped her to sit before the table, “Let’s

reach the fork and knife, but the intense pain on her wrist stopped

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

known what happened today from

for several times, but her phone had

Winnie’s assistant came to find

lowering her head during the meal. She had difficulty in

ate whatever they picked for

Sherry instantly stopped her, “I will handle this.

to sit on the sofa. Seeing the wound on her face and the corner of

said with her head lowered, “The doctor said I

take good care of yourself

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

right. Then we will visit you

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

the swabs into the dustbin,

I that

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 been

who tries to break you up, I

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