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 you

the

Houghton,”

number was retrieved and

arrived in Avenport, Harold had been spying on Xavier. Naturally, he was aware that Dr. Houghton was Josiah, but he had no idea what illness

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

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

sick. I need to get Josiah to come over and

earlier but now you’re going

in front of her was drunk or crazy anymore. She had to teach him a lesson and stand up

suppressed her rising anger and the

a woman, it would still be considered domestic violence if she were to hit her partner. She had no wish to escalate the

accident, so she made up her mind to practice self-control

then turned around to grab a pillow

don’t want to

being

in his hand, he had a sudden strong urge to

her with the pillow in hand,

who brought some hangover

she had overheard their quarrel and the insulting

the confrontation in the room was getting more intense, she became concerned for Winnie. Worried that the drunk

Mary, Harold suppressed his anger and aborted his menacing

the room suffocating and couldn’t

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

look and sarcastically said, “You came in at just

Mr. Xavier. I should have brought it earlier,” she