Chapter 210

Lucy and Hannah were both frightened, and Ophelia fell silent instantly, as she had never seen Winford looking so terrifying. His crimson eyes fixed firmly on her, revealing deeply restrained malice and madness beneath. He reached out to her, “Come here, and go home with me.”

“I didn’t… ah!”

As soon as Ophelia’s words fell, she suddenly crashed into the man’s strong embrace! Then, everything spun around, and he picked her up in a horizontal embrace.

“Let go of me!” she instinctively struggled, “I don’t want to go back with you, sob…”

But his two arms, like steel, firmly restrained her, preventing her from breaking free even a little. He held her in his arms and strode out of the dormitory building.

“Ah! What was going on…?!”

The people gathered downstairs in the dormitory building all saw this scene. Ophelia cried and struggled, but the man’s face was cold and frightening, and he unhesitatingly carried her into the car!

Ophelia noticed the gazes around her and became even more distressed. She turned and tried to open the car door to escape. Before her hand could touch the doorknob, it was pulled back.

“Where did you want to go, hmm?”

She angrily said, “You don’t care where I went!”

Winford’s grip was almost out of control. “Do you want to leave me?”

A single sentence suddenly brought Ophelia back to her senses. When she looked up, she realized that his condition was somewhat off, resembling the time he had fallen ill before, but his breath was even more terrifying than it had been then.

“Um? Lia?” He stroked her cheek with his palm, his gaze frighteningly fixed on her. “Did you want to leave me?”

The Winford like this instilled fear in people, but for Ophelia, it was more about feeling heartbroken. She turned her face away with all her might, holding back her tears, “I didn’t do anything wrong! You are being authoritarian and forcing me to admit my mistake. What’s wrong with not wanting to see you!”

“You weren’t wrong?” Winford closed his eyes, gripping her wrist with all his strength, desperately restraining himself from crushing her bones in a fit of rage. “Then was it me who was wrong?”

Without waiting for Ophelia to speak, his voice continued to sound. “You didn’t want me to go, fearing that I would encounter danger, fearing that something would happen to me. But did you ever think about me?”

“Have you ever thought about how I felt when I knew what you were going to do?”

“Have you ever thought about what I would do if something happened to you?”

Ophelia’s crying came to a halt. His voice was tired and hoarse.

“Baby, have you ever thought that, compared to you, it was me who couldn’t afford to lose you more?”

He pressed her head against his chest, preventing her from seeing the expression on his face, but Ophelia could clearly sense a subtle tremor in his voice. She was momentarily stunned, and then somewhere in her heart, there was a loud “bang,” and in an instant, it collapsed!

Mr. Winford was such a proud and noble person, never allowing anything to make him bow his head, but now, he was asking so humbly—If something happened to you, what should I do? Have you ever thought that it was I who couldn’t afford to lose you more?

In an instant, Ophelia’s heart felt as if it were being torn apart, and her tears burst forth like a dam breaking. Suddenly, she embraced him tightly.

“Honey, I’m sorry… I’m sorry!!”

Guilt overwhelmed her; she was solely focused on not letting him take the risk himself, yet she underestimated her own importance in his heart. Thinking back to before she arrived at Sunset Vista, when Winford was in that gloomy state, she realized that if anything were to happen to her, he might revert to that condition, or even worse… She felt a sharp pain in her heart.

“I’m sorry, it was my fault… I didn’t think of these things…” she apologized sadly, her overwhelming tears soaking his clothes.

Her reaction finally allowed Winford’s tense muscles to relax a little.

“Was Lia not angry with me?”

She shook her head without thinking, “No, I’m not angry anymore…”

“Did you want to go home with me?”

She nodded again, “I am willing, willing to go home!”

“That Lia also did not want to…”

“I didn’t want to leave you!” Ophelia couldn’t bear to let him finish that sentence. She held him tightly with all her strength and choked out, “I wouldn’t leave. I wanted to be with my husband for a lifetime!”

Hearing this promise, Winford finally lost control and fiercely kissed the person in his arms. He had swollen her lips, cradled her face, pressed his forehead against hers, and in a hoarse voice said, “Lia, baby, don’t lie to me…”