Silly Bride

Chapter 372

Winnie remained terrified after she sat up on the bed

he loved.Right then, however, he had calmed down. He reached out and took the protective equipment from Josiah before apologizing to the staff at the side.In truth, the staff could understand his feelings at the moment. They swiftly allowed him into the room after he changed into the new protective equipment.When Xavier entered the room, Winnie was already taking a shower.Her senses were sharp in the first place. Due to her visual impairment, her sense of hearing had become far more sensitive.The bathroom door was opened. She was bent at the waist, washing her face, but she promptly stilled upon hearing the man’s footsteps. That aside, she even turned off the faucet.Distress swamped Xavier at the sight of her wariness.Not wanting her to suffer a fright, he called out to her.No sooner had Winnie heard the voice than she knew that it was Xavier.She relaxed entirely.She spun around, but she trained her eyes in the wrong direction. “Why did you come so early, Xavier? Where are you? Come here!”Having said that, she extended a hand toward the man.Xavier hurried over in huge strides and pulled her into his arms.“What happened just now? Why were you clutching at your chest? Were you hurting?”Gently pulling away from his embrace, Winnie put some distance between them. “How do you know that? Did you witness everything earlier?”“Yeah. What’s wrong?” Instead of answering Xavier right away, Winnie asked, “Don’t tell me you were outside for the whole of last night and didn’t go home?”“Yeah. I wanted to keep you company.”“So, you’ve been sitting outside all along?”“That isn’t important, Winnie. Tell me what exactly happened to you.”Not only did Winnie narrate her nightmare to Xavier, but she also voiced her suspicion. “Say, was the person who was shot dead at the elementary school in the mountains that day really Harold? Could it be someone else? And could that person be Harold’s substitute?”Xavier tenderly wiped the water off her face before carrying her back to the bed. He sat down with her. “Why do you think that? Just because of the dream you had just now? He told you he had plastic surgery in the dream?”“Yes, it was indeed the dream that led to such speculation from me. But this isn’t unfounded.” Grabbing the man’s hand, Winnie asserted, “Do you still remember what Mason told us back then? He said Harold had undergone plastic surgery, his face wrapped in gauze. He sounded incredibly confident at that time. If that wasn’t true, and Harold was still wearing the hideous face littered with scars, why would he be so sure about it? It’d been several months since Harold