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, she felt herself

against the wall, she walked out slowly towards the

sofa and waved to her, “You finally wake

before she

was Stella who

a bit,

hand, Stella headed out of the kitchen, “Your assistant found us in

awkwardly, “It’s nothing. I can just have a good

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

first and then take some medicine

table, Winnie

table, “Let’s get started.

and knife, but

and placed the bowl before her. Then she put a spoon

happened today from Daniel, and she also informed

times, but her phone had been turned off all

assistant came to

She had difficulty in picking the food

ate whatever they picked

the table. Sherry instantly stopped her, “I will handle this. You just have a rest on the

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

head lowered, “The doctor

take good care of yourself at home and keep your wound dry. Call

her eyes on the carpet,

right. Then we

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

into the dustbin,

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