Chapitre 892: The five stages of grief

"Still, thanks, man, for bailing me out." He dropped the phone back into his pocket after taking the call from his friend, David. Then, he let his eyes wander around him, looking at the sun as it rose from the east.

He had to deal with Jacky as soon as he was out of that cell, seeing how distraught she was. He did not have time to deal with his friends or thank them for their help. So, he quickly called them as soon as he was up.

At the moment, he watched his sleeping wife inside their bedroom as he stood outside the balcony. Honestly, he wanted to smack himself hard for putting Jacky through all that. 

Last night, he was lucky that Jacky stopped him before he seriously injured the other guy. Or, he might be spending the rest of his life behind bars, rotting for a senseless crime he had no intention of committing.