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?

he marched over and growled, “What

the voice assistant on her phone

Houghton,” she

number was

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

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

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

you’re very sick. I need to get Josiah to come over and give you a check-up. At the very least,

me earlier but now you’re going on and

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

rising anger

she was a woman, it would still be considered domestic violence if she were to hit

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

breath, then turned around to grab a

I don’t want to see you tonight!”

instantly after being hit

hand, he had a

her with the pillow in

was Mary who brought some

while as she had overheard their quarrel and the insulting language

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,

his

room suffocating and couldn’t wait to get

over the medication and said, “Mr. Xavier,

sarcastically said, “You came

I should have brought it earlier,” she