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."

hesitate any longer, ignored

scene unfold, shrugged and left as well. She had thought Haynes had finally come to his senses when he let her off easy with just an apology to Rachel. But then, right in front of Stella, this whole drama played out. Once everyone else

bothering

studied her composed expression, experiencing a peculiar blend of familiarity and remoteness. It had been a long time since he had seen her look

the silence. "How did

slight smile playing on her lips,

your influence couldn't find Abby. How could

did you find

looked at him, her eyes sharp as a hawk's. "If I said Rachel told

frowned slightly.

don't you believe

silence passed between them, then Haynes finally

would

pause, Haynes' voice, cool and calm, like a stream

us break up. She's claustrophobic. I can't just leave

nothing between Rachel and

"If I had to guess, those late-night escapades of yours were for