Chapter 207

Even at the dining table, he did not let her go, still holding her in his arms. Ophelia struggled for a moment, wanting to sit to the side by herself, but as soon as she moved, the iron-like arm around her waist tightened, firmly locking her in place.

“Don’t move,” the man glanced at her with lowered eyes and warned her in a soft voice.

The dishes on the table were very sumptuous, all of which she liked, and it was obvious that Winford had instructed this in advance. He personally scooped a mouthful of porridge and fed it to her mouth.

Ophelia’s lips curled downwards, and she immediately turned her head to the side. Winford paused for a moment and quietly commanded, “Open your mouth.”

“I didn’t want it!” Ophelia said, her voice pitifully hoarse, her eyes even redder, feeling extremely wronged in her heart. She choked on her words softly and said stubbornly, “Just let me starve to death, why do you care about me?”

“I couldn’t bear to part with it,” Winford said, as he put down the spoon and wiped away a small trace of water from the corner of her eye with his thumb.

Just four short words made Ophelia’s breath catch; her nose felt sour, tears suddenly fell down in a steady stream. She opened his hand and cried, “You lied to me, how could you bear to…?”

“Was Lia angry with me?”

“I shouldn’t have been angry with you!” Ophelia raised her head suddenly, her eyes red and tears streaming down her face as she accused him, “You were completely unreasonable!”

“How did I become unreasonable?”

Ophelia said, “I was wrong to confuse you, and I already apologized to you…”

“However, you clearly knew that I did this because I didn’t want you to take risks. I wasn’t doing it for myself; I was just afraid that you would encounter danger if you went…”

“The result was that you still… punished me!”

The more she spoke, the more she felt indignant and wronged, and she cried even harder. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her wrist as it was caught by a tremendous force. The man’s voice was frighteningly cold.

“So, three days passed, and Lia still didn’t feel that she was wrong, did she?”

As Ophelia looked up, she was startled by his cold and sinister gaze. She felt even more wronged and a bit angry. She cried out to him, “I was not wrong at all; it was you who were being unreasonable!”

Before her words had finished, she suddenly disregarded her discomfort, struggled free from him with all her might, and turned to run. She was not wrong in the first place; she was thinking about his safety. How could she be wrong? He not only didn’t appreciate her but also… punished her, scared her, and tried to suppress her with a tough attitude!

Ophelia was indeed a bit sad; she ran out of the restaurant quickly without looking back. In an instant, the air pressure in the restaurant dropped suddenly, making it frighteningly cold! The servants around them did not dare to breathe for a moment, and they completely refrained from looking up to see the man’s expression.

The man sat by the dining table, not moving for a long time. He closed his eyes and tried hard to endure, barely managing to suppress the brutality within him. He held back the urge to chase after the person who had run away and teach them a harsh lesson.

“Mr. Winford…” Graham appeared at the door of the dining room and cautiously spoke up. He had just gone to receive his punishment three days ago, and his injuries had not fully healed yet; his face was still pale.

Winford opened his eyes, filled with coldness, and said, “Speak!”

Graham asked, “It’s about Elva; how should she handle it?”

Winford’s gaze showed no signs of fluctuation as he coldly said, “Was there any need for her to still be alive?”

Graham was not surprised at all by this answer. Elva always felt good about herself, believing that she was different in the eyes of the Pruitt family and Mr. Winford. However, she could see clearly that in Mr. Winford’s eyes, she, Elva, held no weight at all!

In the past, it was fine; she hadn’t provoked Mr. Winford, and Mr. Winford had looked down on putting any effort into her. However, now, just considering this incident, what she had caused had actually put Ophelia in danger personally… Just this alone, Mr. Winford could not possibly let her off the hook!

“However…”

“Mr. Winford, Madam Pruitt came by these past few days to plead for Elva,” Graham said after a moment’s consideration.