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.

up,

wall, she walked out slowly towards the

and waved to her, “You finally wake

her before she looked at

was Stella who was

was stunned a bit, “Why are

found us in the studio. She said you were in bad condition and she was

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

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

eat something first and then take some medicine

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

stood up and helped her to sit before the table, “Let’s get started. I also

reach the fork and knife, but the

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

had known what happened today from

for several times, but her phone had

when Winnie’s assistant

during the meal. She had difficulty in picking the

she ate

to clean the table. Sherry instantly stopped her, “I will handle

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

lowered, “The doctor

pick you up the day after tomorrow. You should take good care of

fixed her eyes on the carpet, “Don’t

we

for a second before she said, “Don’t

threw the swabs into

I that make Channing

worried too. But I won’t be angry at you because you are

vicious sister who tries to break you up, I can meet your

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