The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 105

Talking sense into a madman is like trying to reason with a brick wall, and the cops knew better than to waste their breath on an argument that was going nowhere.

"Mr. O'Brien, we'll head back now. Make sure to drop by the station to give your statement when you can."

Not wanting to spend another second in the tense atmosphere of the hospital room, the officers briskly exited.

Stella, equally uninterested in the melodrama unfolding before her, trailed after them, eager to leave as well.

As she passed by Haynes, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"

Her gaze was colder than a winter's night as she looked at him.

"I called the cops. As the one who reported this, I need to help with the investigation."

Haynes' deep, thoughtful eyes seemed to darken, as if he wanted to say something but held back with others in the room.

He turned to Benson. "What are you waiting for? Get her out of here."

to hesitate any longer,

thought Haynes had finally come to his senses when he let her off easy with just an

bothering to say anything

of familiarity and remoteness. It had been a long time since he

broke the

on her lips, though it

couldn't find Abby. How could a simple

did you find

eyes sharp as a hawk's. "If I said Rachel

frowned slightly. "Rachel

you

then Haynes finally spoke. "Maybe you

eyes glinted like steel. "Why would I misunderstand

pause, Haynes' voice, cool and calm, like a stream flowing over smooth stones, filled the

to make us break up. She's claustrophobic. I

between

laugh. "If I had to guess, those late-night escapades