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?

over and growled, “What are you

him and activated the voice assistant on her phone

Dr. Houghton,” she

Josiah’s number was retrieved

aware that Dr. Houghton was Josiah, but he had no idea what

screwed up if Josiah was to turn up, he hurriedly snatched the phone from her hand,

you calling Josiah at

“If you’re not drunk, then you’re very sick. I need to get Josiah to come over and give you a check-up. At the very least, he can prescribe some medication

Stop talking about Josiah! You rejected me earlier but now

Winnie couldn’t be bothered whether the man in front of her was drunk or crazy anymore. She had to teach

anger and

domestic violence if she were to hit her partner. She had no wish to escalate the

practice self-control and only as a last resort, act in self-defense if he was

then turned around to grab

out! I don’t want to see

face fell instantly after being

at the pillow in his hand, he had a sudden strong urge to smother Winnie with

approach her with the pillow in

was Mary who brought some hangover

for a while as she had overheard their quarrel and the insulting language Xavier was

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 gathered her

suppressed his

found the tense vibe in the room suffocating and couldn’t wait to get

immediately brought over the medication and said,

a dirty look and sarcastically said, “You came in

apologies, Mr. Xavier. I should have brought