Chapter 209

Lucy looked very worried and took care of her as she lay down, saying, “We’ll stay here with you!” To prevent anything from happening to the person. Ophelia felt somewhat moved.

The phone suddenly rang, and she knew without looking that it was Winford calling. She took a glance, and sure enough, it was. She had never had the courage to hang up on him, but this time she did. She sniffed and angrily pressed the hang-up button. In less than a minute, he called again. She hung up again.

“Ophelia, whose phone is it? Why didn’t you answer?”

“No one’s.”

The phone vibrated once; this time it was a message— “Answer the phone!” The three short words carried an air of command that could not be resisted.

Ophelia immediately thought of the situation where she had felt so miserable, yet he insisted that it was her fault. She got angry and silenced her phone, then stuffed it under her pillow, ignoring it!

Chapter 29

She was a bit tired and, feeling frustrated, fell asleep on the bed. She was suddenly awakened after an unknown amount of time.

“Ophelia! Wake up, your husband has come!”

The word “husband” instantly jolted Ophelia awake. She groggily sat up in bed and asked, “…What?”

Lucy was very excited. “Your husband has come; he’s downstairs!!” She pulled Ophelia and ran to the balcony, “Look!”

I saw that downstairs in the dormitory building, a somewhat familiar car was parked. It was dinner time, and many students were coming and going between the cafeteria and the dormitory. They all noticed the extremely eye-catching luxury car and were speculating about who it was there to pick up. Some even recognized the car’s uniqueness and were excitedly taking photos secretly.

Suddenly, the dormitory door was knocked on; it was the dormitory supervisor.

“Is Ophelia there? Your family has come and asked you to hurry down!”

“Ophelia, did you go down?”

Lucy and Hannah leaned over the balcony together, and they both realized that Ophelia was having an argument with her husband!

Ophelia picked up her phone, which had several missed calls. It seemed he was looking upstairs. Just as she got her phone, he sent a message that was almost like a command— “Get down!”

“Not at all!” Ophelia said angrily, locking her phone screen and throwing it aside!

“Really couldn’t go down?”

Lucy and Hannah were a bit worried that Ophelia’s husband was so frightening; would this provoke him?

However, Ophelia was very determined. She turned around and ran back to the bed, pulling the blanket over herself, having made up her mind not to pay any attention to him.

But how could Winford’s temperament allow him to give up so easily? He gave her a chance, and when he saw that she didn’t cherish it, he got out of the car directly. The onlookers immediately recognized him and screamed in shock.

“Ah! It was that big shot!”

After the day of the anniversary celebration, almost no one at Ventura University did not know Winford, and many girls even took screenshots of his photos from the video to use as their phone wallpapers. How could a powerful, wealthy, and handsome man not captivate people?

It seemed that the big shot’s background was not simple; it was just that he was unwilling to reveal it, so until now, no one knew what his true identity was!

“The big shot came to find Ophelia, right?”

“Surely, this was the dormitory building for the second year!”

“Speaking of which, what was the relationship between Ophelia and the big shot…?”

Winford ignored the gazes around him. His expression was cold and stern, his thin lips pressed tightly together, exuding an air of icy detachment as he strode into the dormitory building.

Graham had already discussed it with the dormitory supervisor in advance, so Winford went directly to Ophelia’s dormitory floor without any obstruction. He stopped in front of Room 517 and knocked on the door.

“Open the door!”

Ophelia, lying on the bed, was startled and sat up suddenly upon hearing that familiar voice.

“Ophelia, your husband came up!” Lucy instinctively walked towards the door.

Ophelia immediately turned over and got out of bed, “Don’t open the door for him!”

Outside the door, Winford heard her voice. He said, “Lia, I gave you thirty seconds.” The warning implied in it was very clear. If she didn’t open the door in thirty seconds, he would find a way to get in himself!

Ophelia was filled with anger; her eyes red as she shouted, “I just won’t open it!”

Before the words were finished, a sudden loud bang echoed as the door was violently kicked open! Winford stood at the door, his face looking quite terrifying, his gaze precisely locked onto her as he commanded— “Come here.”