Silly Bride

Chapter 9

caressed Winnie’s face and complimented, “My gosh, you’re beautiful. And your curves, they’re to die for. Your intelligence is not important at all for me to have fun with you.” While talking, Zyon lifted the blanket covering Winnie’s body, and he glanced at her curvy body from top to bottom. “Even though you’re an idiot, you must feel wronged for marrying Xavier. He’s a vegetable, after all. He can’t give you the pleasure of being a woman, but I can!” “Ugh… It’s so bright. My eyes hurt…” He’s so disgusting! Winnie could feel Zyon’s lascivious gaze even with her eyes closed. How dare he touch me! Winnie rubbed her eyes and sat up in order to avoid his wandering hands. “Who are you? And why are you in my room? Where is Mary? Mary!” Winnie hugged her blanket and shrunk away, trying to call out to Mary. “Stop shouting. No one can hear you no matter how loud you shout. Xavier is a very suspicious person. His room has the best soundproof effect. Even if I f*ck you in front of him, no one can hear your voice from outside! Now come to me, you silly girl. Come to my arms!” As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and grabbed Winnie’s legs. Winnie started kicking him while looking at Xavier beside her. Seriously? Are you still not going to wake up? You’re not really a vegetable! It was obvious to her that Xavier did not want to expose his real condition to Zyon. What should I do now? Should I wake him up or just give this disgusting Zyon a deadly kick? But if I reveal my true skills, I would be exposed. After analyzing the situation, Winnie decided to sacrifice Xavier. She could not afford to let her plan be disrupted. Besides, Xavier’s plan was none of her business. While still putting on the act that she was too weak to resist Zyon, she started to sob. “Wake up, Handsome!” She turned around and started shaking Xavier who was pretending to be in a coma. “A bad man is trying to catch me! Handsome, wake up, please. Beat the bad guy up. I’m scared!” “Come here! What’s the use of asking a vegetable for help?” Zyon laughed and pulled Winnie over. With a tug, Winnie’s pink Peppa Pig pajamas were torn apart. Her fair and flawless shoulders were instantly exposed. “No! Don’t tear up my Peppa Pig! This is my pajamas! Go away! Go away!” Winnie cried out while