Silly Bride

His phone was on when Winnie called, but no one answered.

Feeling worried about his lack of response, she immediately contacted Louis.

The man answered quickly, but his voice was soft, sounding as if it was an inconvenient time for him to take the call.

Louis responded, “Mr. Fairchild is in a meeting and probably won’t make it in time for dinner. You don’t have to wait for him, Mrs. Fairchild.”

Winnie questioned in annoyance, “Since that’s the case, why didn’t he tell me earlier?”

After all, in the past, Xavier would always inform her in advance if he could not join her for dinner.

In truth, Louis was also a little puzzled. In the past, even if Xavier was caught up in a meeting, he would take the time to reply to Winnie’s messages.

Clearly, Xavier had not notified Winnie that day, or she would not have contacted Louis.

However, Louis could not blame his boss and said the man had forgotten the matter. He could only apologize and accept responsibility for not reminding her in time.

Winnie had no intention of blaming anyone. She was merely worried that something had happened to Xavier because he didn’t answer her call.

Initially, she hoped to speak with him, but when Louis said he was at a meeting, she abandoned the idea.

After finishing dinner alone, Winnie went jogging for a while before returning to her room to wash up.

It was already nine in the evening by the time she finished blow-drying her hair. Not only did Xavier not return home, but he did not even call to explain his whereabouts.

Winnie tried to dial Xavier’s number again.

After waiting a long time, the man finally picked up his phone.

stunned when she heard the hoarse and scratchy voice on the other end of the phone. After getting used to the voice, she asked, “Xavier, why haven’t you come back? It’s so late! You must

worried tone. That was exactly what he was aiming for.

“I’m having dinner with a client. You can go to sleep first. There’s no need to wait for me. Do take good

tired of hearing you repeat yourself all the

spoke for a while more before hanging up the

the phone was still as attentive

she might be overthinking during the day. In fact, his attitude toward

train of thought ended there, the woman could not help but laugh at her

did I become so paranoid? Why am I wasting my

calming herself down,

past few days, she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep because she

back, she fell asleep as soon as

she did not have any good dreams that

strange and grotesque creatures, and she could not escape from them. No matter how hard she tried screaming for help, not

suddenly felt

down on her chest, making it impossible for

awake from her dreams when she felt a cool and wet sensation on

lying on top of her, reeking of

out of reflex, but the person

had returned. However, she still felt a little uncomfortable as she spoke. “Have you gone drinking? You’re crushing me, and I can’t breathe!

never once complained that you couldn’t breathe. Why are you saying this now? Is it because

his words that night. Perhaps it was because she wasn’t feeling well, or perhaps, it was the heavy odor of alcohol on him. Despite their previous intimate encounters, which were even

I’m not feeling well. You should go and wash up. How much did you drink? Why do you smell so

“I didn’t drink that much. I came back in a hurry to

Winnie’s voluptuous figure under her thin pajamas and felt

and pushed him away.

eyes filled