Chapter 193

“Well, I suddenly became interested…” Lenora smiled somewhat awkwardly and hurriedly lowered her head. Ophelia recalled her childhood memories and was somewhat lost in thought. When she came back to her senses, she noticed her cousin’s unusual behavior. She immediately squinted her eyes. Seeing that Lenora was trying hard to conceal something and seemed unwilling to speak, Ophelia pretended not to notice her unusual behavior and naturally shifted the topic.

The two sisters stayed for a while, and when it got dark, Lenora had to go; otherwise, her family would call to ask about her. She didn’t want to reveal that she had been with her cousin, fearing that her family would disapprove and that she would no longer be able to associate with her cousin in the future. Ophelia pushed the wheelchair and personally took her outside, watching her get into the car.

At that moment, Bryson, who had gone out during the day, happened to return and caught a glimpse of Lenora’s profile as she got into the car. He suddenly stopped in his tracks. Ophelia watched the car taking her cousin away, and she also noticed Bryson. Just as she was about to greet him, Bryson maneuvered his wheelchair and suddenly came to her side, grabbing her wrist and urgently asking, “Who was that just now?!”

Ophelia was taken aback for a moment, “My cousin, what happened to you?” “Your cousin? What… is her name?” Bryson asked instinctively, fully aware that it was someone he didn’t know. Ophelia slightly furrowed her brow and looked at him inquisitively, “My cousin is just my cousin. Why are you asking so many questions?” She withdrew her hand and said coolly, “I know my cousin is good-looking, but isn’t it inappropriate for someone with a fiancée to ask so many questions?” She rolled away in her wheelchair.

Bryson stayed in place, not even noticing what she had said. The scene of that fleeting glimpse flashed in his mind, and his expression unconsciously became dazed. He didn’t know why, but his heart suddenly felt like it was being pricked by needles, and the pain was so intense that he instinctively covered his chest with his hand. It was as if he owed a lot of people in his past life. He actually did not see what the girl looked like; he only caught a glimpse of a small part of her profile. Just as he was about to take a closer look, she got into the car.

But for some reason, just with this small part of her profile, he became enchanted and could not control his actions at all. When Ophelia’s figure had finally disappeared, he finally remembered her warning from just now and suddenly became alert. He knocked his head in a way that was both puzzling and somewhat regretful. Yeah, he was someone who had a fiancée; what was he thinking about those things?

Although the matter of the sachet made him suspect that her involvement was related to his leg, the situation had not been clarified yet. He had not accused anyone, as it was possible that she was unaware of the truth about the sachet and was merely being used by someone else. All of this had to wait until he returned to Kingchester to clarify. Before that, his fiancée was still the woman he loved the most and considered the most important. How could he care so much about a stranger?

Bryson shook his head, feeling that he had lost his mind. Suppressing the unusual pain in his heart, he had someone push him through the door. Suddenly, he realized. “Wait a minute, Ophelia, what happened to your leg?!” He just went out for a while; how did he come back in a wheelchair just like him? Bryson hurriedly rushed through the door.

Chapter 194

The next morning, Ophelia’s foot hadn’t healed yet, so Winford asked Graham to request a few days off for her, during which she didn’t have to go to school. When she woke up, Winford was no longer by her side. She rubbed her eyes and intended to sleep for another two minutes, but suddenly heard a commotion outside downstairs.

She crawled out of bed and hopped on one foot to the balcony. Looking down, she saw Bertha and Elva. At that moment, the mother and daughter dragged their suitcases like lost dogs, about to be kicked out of Sunset Vista. The servants around stood not far away, pointing and whispering about them.

“I had long anticipated that she would have such a day! Clearly, her mother was just a servant, yet she acted like a wealthy young lady in front of us all day long.” “She always boasted about being Glenda’s half-granddaughter, but her mother was still Bertha, so wasn’t that just half a servant? Why did she act so arrogantly in front of us?”