Ophelia said she no longer felt pain, but Winford still had the doctor examine her from head to toe again to confirm there were no issues before taking her home. After tossing and turning all night without being able to get a good night’s sleep, Ophelia was so tired she could hardly keep her eyes open when she returned to the apartment. The man carried her through the door, and she did not wake up; she seemed to still be worried about something, although she was sleeping soundly. Her small hand was still tightly gripping his clothes. Winford had just gently twitched, and she immediately frowned her beautiful brows, as if she was about to wake up. His deep eyes softened for a moment, and he gently kissed the girl’s full, rosy lips. In the end, he lay down beside her on the bed.

Noticing the familiar scent around her, she shifted and nuzzled her way into his arms, her gently furrowed brows finally relaxing, and the corners of her rosy lips curved into a sweet and satisfied smile. Watching her series of reactions, the man’s eyes deepened, and his cold, hard heart suddenly softened into a complete mess, revealing a tenderness that he himself had not even noticed. He kissed the girl’s forehead, held her close, and closed his eyes.

Ophelia fell asleep and then woke up, realizing that someone was holding her. She looked up and saw the man’s resolute jaw, and her heart suddenly felt a surge of emotion. Her cheek rubbed against his chest, and she wanted to get up. Noticing her movement, a large hand suddenly grasped her wrist.

“What did you do?”

He did not open his eyes, and his voice was hoarse.

She leaned close to his ear and said, “Honey, let go quickly, I need to pee.”

The strength on her wrist finally disappeared. Ophelia went to the bathroom, and then she wanted to drink some water, so she ran downstairs again. As I put down the cup and was about to head back upstairs, Graham suddenly walked in, looking very upset.

“Madam, where was Mr. Winford?”

He seemed to have something very urgent to attend to. Ophelia was about to say that he was upstairs, but suddenly thought of something and changed her words to, “What happened?”

Graham didn’t really want to say that this kind of thing should be directed to Mr. Winford, not to her.

Ophelia casually guessed, “Could it be related to Alfred?”

Graham’s face suddenly changed, and he looked at her in astonishment. Ophelia’s expression also darkened. “Did I guess right?” She had clearly warned Alfred, but it seemed that he hadn’t taken her words to heart at all!

“Yes, Alfred had an accident.” She had already guessed it; there was no need for Graham to hide anything. “He had heard the news about Elva’s accident and had quietly gone off by himself to rescue her.”

The result was predictable. Since the other party had set a trap specifically for Mr. Winford, their preparations must have been very thorough. Alfred went over there all by himself; could there be any outcome other than delivering himself to them?

Now it was fine. Originally, there was only Elva, and Mr. Winford didn’t care at all about the other person’s life or death, so the kidnappers’ plan completely fell through. But with the addition of Alfred, it became completely different. Alfred was one of Mr. Winford’s trusted subordinates, and his position in Mr. Winford’s heart was much more important than Elva’s! How could Mr. Winford possibly ignore that?

Ophelia took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart. “So what about now? Is it necessary for Mr. Winford to go save him in person?”

Graham’s face looked very bad. If Alfred had been in front of him, he would have beaten him half to death!

“The other party said that if Mr. Winford did not go in person, he would just wait to collect Alfred’s body.”

Ophelia was momentarily silent, her mind racing with thoughts. Let Winford go? She couldn’t possibly agree to that! Since the other party dared to be so arrogant, it indicated that they were quite confident and had the assurance to face Winford without suffering losses. It was very likely that something would go wrong when Winford went there—wasn’t it just like that in the last life?

To risk her husband’s life just to save a mentally unstable Alfred? She didn’t agree! However, Alfred happened to be one of Winford’s trusted subordinates. Not to mention how many secrets he might reveal if he fell into someone else’s hands, his loyalty to Winford was beyond doubt. Moreover, he had risked his life for Winford over the years…

She frowned, thought it over, and finally made up her mind. “Don’t tell Mr. Winford that I went with you!”