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."

longer, ignored Rachel's protests and dragged her

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

not bothering to

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

who broke the silence. "How did you find

on

couldn't find Abby. How could a simple housewife like

you find

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

slightly.

you believe

fleeting silence passed between them, then Haynes finally

like steel. "Why would I misunderstand her and not someone

cool and calm, like a

once hired people to kidnap Rachel to make us break up. She's claustrophobic. I can't just leave her to deal with

between Rachel

"If I had to guess, those