Silly Bride

“What do you think? Do I look like I’m still drunk?” Harold looked pleased when he saw Winnie’s face turn pale.

He loved to mess with other people’s mind.

In comparison to simply killing someone, he preferred to instill fear in able-bodied people and watch them suffer in agony before slowly descending to their doom.

However, his hands were tied and he had not been able to behave in his usual ruthless manner since he left Lightspring for Avenport.

As such, he could only resort to petty mind games to torture Winnie, break her heart, and make her lose hope.

“I said the scars on your body are ugly and revolting. Which part of that sentence do you not comprehend?” he added.

Winnie was still in shock, and she blurted out, “What’s wrong with you tonight? Did you have one too many, or did something terrible happen? Who have you spoken to? Did you get a call from your dad?”

Other than Benjamin, she couldn’t think of anyone else who could have given Xavier that idea.

“I’m not drunk. Even if I am, a drunk mind speaks a sober heart. Haven’t I spoken the truth? Do you think those worm-like scars on you look beautiful? They are disgusting!” Harold was amused by the sight of Winnie desperately trying to find a reasonable explanation for the bewildering development.

“Are you feeling mentally disturbed again? Did you take your medication while you were away in Alendor?” Winnie asked worriedly.

It was Harold’s turn to frown.

He realized the only reaction he got from Winnie was how her face turned slightly pale from shock. The latter was not at all infuriated by his insulting words. It wasn’t the response he expected.

As if that wasn’t surprising enough, she even turned around to get her phone from the bedside table.

What is she doing?

guard, he marched over and growled, “What are

activated the

Dr. Houghton,” she

number was retrieved

Harold had been spying on Xavier. Naturally, he was aware that Dr. Houghton

Josiah was to turn up, he hurriedly snatched the phone from her hand, canceled the call, and threw the phone

accusing her, chiding, “Why are you calling Josiah at this hour? Are the two of

need to get Josiah to come over and give you a check-up. At the very least, he can prescribe some medication to

earlier but now you’re going on and on about Josiah. How

Winnie couldn’t be bothered whether the man in front of her was drunk or

rising anger and the impulse to hit

woman, it would still be considered domestic violence if she were

her mind to practice

breath, then turned around to grab a pillow and hurled it

out! I don’t want to see you

after being hit

he had a sudden strong urge to

to approach her with the pillow in hand, the door

Mary who

as she had overheard their quarrel and the

the confrontation in the room was getting more intense, she became concerned for Winnie. Worried that the drunk Xavier might do something to hurt Winnie, she

seeing Mary, Harold suppressed his anger and aborted

the room suffocating and couldn’t wait to

the medication and said, “Mr. Xavier, here’s some hangover medication

sarcastically said, “You

Mr. Xavier. I should have brought it