Chapter 236

“Of course not old!” She somewhat regretted what she had said at that time. There was indeed some age difference between them, but she actually didn’t care and quite liked this gap. It gave her a sense of security with him, allowing her to act spoiled and carefree, knowing that he would be tolerant of her and pamper her.

“You were already in your seventies, but in my heart, you were still the most handsome, not to mention you were only twenty-seven!” Ophelia said softly, holding his arm.

Winford slightly lowered his gaze and saw that his young wife’s eyes were filled with sincerity, without a hint of insincerity. His tense jaw finally relaxed as he rubbed her hair and said, “Let’s eat.”

Seeing that he believed her, Ophelia felt relieved and her mood improved. She picked up her chopsticks again and eagerly served him a shrimp, saying, “Honey, eat this!”

Winford’s expression softened a bit more. “Take good care of yourself.”

The two of them took care of each other as they finished a sweet dinner, and then a servant came in to report that someone had arrived to deliver something.

Ophelia had a suspicion, and when she went out to take a look, it turned out to be Samuel who had sent someone with the portion of her mother’s belongings that were in the bank.

Winford stepped out to take a look and roughly guessed why she had been feeling down earlier. He gently touched her hair and asked, “Did your mom leave this?”

“Well,” Ophelia nodded and then looked up to correct him: “Honey, it’s not just my mom, it’s also your mom. You’re my husband now, so why haven’t you changed how you address her?”

Winford felt a bit uncomfortable and said, “Alright, I will change my way of speaking from now on.”

He had seen Harriet when he was young. He had been mature for his age, and although he was only ten, he did not regard Harriet as an elder; instead, he communicated with her on equal terms. To his surprise, one day he actually had to call the other person “Mom,” and his feelings were naturally a bit complicated.

After resting at home for a day, Ophelia went to class as usual the next day. Lucy and her friends were shocked to see her still coming to class. “There are only two days left out of the three! How much have you memorized? Why are you still coming to class? You should be at home studying hard!”

Hannah also condemned her with a glance.

Seeing that they were all more anxious than she was, Ophelia couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless. “Don’t worry, I had it all figured out,” she said.

“Then how far did you memorize it?”

Ophelia said calmly, “I haven’t started memorizing yet.”

The conversation had just taken place and was immediately uploaded to the forum by someone with ulterior motives.

“Oh my gosh! Haven’t started memorizing yet?? Did junior Ophelia just give up?!”

“Don’t! At least give it a try! I really didn’t want to see Bessie and Adalynn win!”

“That Adalynn was so arrogant, I couldn’t stand her at first glance. If she won, wouldn’t that be a slap in the face to us students of Ventura University?!”

Many people were anxious for Ophelia. But there were also people who mocked. I thought Ophelia knew she would lose, so she simply chose to give up!