Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Donald continued, “You should think it over. After all Channing would rather burn the photos to protect you than use

them as the evidence to defend himself in court.”

After Donald left, Winnie covered her face with her hands. She leaned against the cold wall and fell slowly onto the

ground. She crouched at the corner and cried with her face buried in her arms.

Why ...

For a long while, what audible in the corridor was just the sound of sobbing.

Finally, Winnie leaned against the wall to help herself stand up, her eyes red and her cheeks covered all over with

traces of tears.

She wiped off the tears on face and walked directly into the hall. She found a police officer who was at work, “I have

a case to report.”

Instantly, the whole hall was reigned by silence.

Apart from police men here, other people in the hall such as suspects or victims all turned to look at her and then

they recognized her.

As the people around were about to take out his phone to take photos of her, Donald walked over and hid her

behind him. He said to the police officer standing nearby, “My client has a certain amount of public influence. Shall

we take the statement in a separate room?”

He nodded and led them to leave the hall.

Donald whispered to Winnie, “You don’t have to be nervous. By then you should be honest with all the questions

asked by the police officer. I will handle the rest of it.”

Winnie nodded. Though her face was still pale and her eyes were red and swollen, a sense of determination had

climbed on her face.

In the room, the police man asked her, “What kind of case is it?”

Sitting on the sofa, Winnie answered with her hands clenched, “A man called Chassell Barret had threatened me for

several times. The guard of the neighborhood I lived in and the surveillance tape at the gate can testify my words.”

He said, “Apart from this, is there anything else you want to report?”

Halted for seconds and she had herself in control and said with quiver in her voice, “He took a photo secretly on

which I am naked. And...”

Noticing her hesitance, the police officer asked, “What’s the relationship between you and Chassell Barret?”

Winnie closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she said, “I was in a romantic relationship with him two

years ago. But later when I know he had got married, I broke up with him instantly.”

“So, Chassell Barret is actually your ex-boyfriend?”

“Yes.”

The police man continued, “Since the man you mentioned is involved in another case, I have to ask what the

relationship between you and Channing Radomil is?”

With her hands on knees clenched all the more tightly, she felt as if she were unable to utter a word.

She didn’t know how to reply. Nor did she know what kind of answer would be to Channing’s advantage.

Donald opened his mouth, “My client is the victim in this case while Chassell Barret who is now in the ICU is actually

the victim in Channing’s case. But in my opinion given the fact that Chassell Barret was bailed even after he was

under a jail sentence, neither my client nor Channing Radomil should be the culprit to blame.”

“Of course, as a lawyer, I should not say that Chassell Barret deserves it. But I want you to hand over a well-

organized report to the prosecutor. And today’s record should also be present in court.”

...

Stella had been sneezing the whole afternoon. And she was somehow quite upset.

Or at least that’s the impression she left on Sherry Perry when Sherry came over to give something to her.

Sherry sat beside her and asked, “Do you feel indisposed, Stella?”

Stella rubbed her nose and replied, “Maybe a little. I feel I have caught a cold.”

Sherry said, “Then you should be careful. You are in pregnancy. A cold may make you suffer a lot.”

Sherry picked up the cup, “I will give you a cup of boiled water. It is good for you.”

Stella smiled, “Thank you.”

As sherry had gone to get the water, Stella took out her phone and checked the Twitter trends. There was nothing

but something weird and ridiculous, just as usual.

And there was nothing special.

Having put down her phone, Stella sudden felt her nose a bit stuffed up.

Maybe she had really caught a cold.

Soon, Sherry got back with a cup of water in hand, “Here it is. Drink it as it is still hot. You should drink another a

few cups this afternoon. And at night you should take a foot bath and sleep as early as possible. And tomorrow

morning you will get better.

Stella took the cup with a smile on her face.

With her hand on the table to support her face, she stared at the ginkgo leaves blown down from the trees by a

gust of wind, “Winter is coming. Another year will pass.”

Stella also fixed her eyes on the leaves with the cup in hand, which was still warm, “Yeah, how time flies.”

Indeed, how time flies.

As they were staring at the landscape of early winter beyond the window, Daniel walked in hastily.

Sherry didn’t close the door of Stella’s office so Daniel walked inside directly.

Sherry looked back and saw her, “You...”

Daniel smiled and said to Stella, “Ms. Radomil, may I have the honor to invite you to dinner this evening?”

Stella halted for a second, and looked at Sherry confusedly, “Dinner?”

Daniel nodded, “Yes. I’ve treated by you for several times. Now it’s my turn.”

“Oh, that’s okay. But ...”

“If you are available this evening then may I take it that you agreed?”

Stella stared at Daniel and then looked at Sherry, wondering if they began another round of quarrel.

So, Daniel was in fact invite her to play the role of a peacemaker.

Sherry was also confused. She shrugged to show Stella that she had no idea what Daniel was doing.

Stella replied, “Okay, I’ll go.”

“Then ...” Daniel sat down, “You don’t mind me sitting here waiting for you until you come off work, right?”

The two girls were both speechless.

Sherry touched his shoes with her foot slightly, “What are you doing?”

Daniel’s answer was quite honest, “Now there are only a few hours before dinner. So, I don’t want to exhaust

myself by commuting between here and my place.”

Sherry thought there must be something wrong about him.

Suddenly Sherry’s phone rang.

She unlocked her phone and found it was one of her friends who sent her a few photos.

And there was also a message read, “Sherry, I remember he is the younger brother of you friend, right?”

The blurry photos made Sherry replied a question mark.

The other one continued, “It looks as if he has beaten someone to death. Those photos have gone viral online. Do

you know him?”

Staring at the words, she had a feeling that she was unable not understand it.

She magnified the picture to ensure the guy on the screen was Channing. She was stunned by what she saw and

opened her mouth unconsciously, “Stella ...”

Stella turned back, “What happened?”