Chapter 343

She was feeling down. “I told her to go to a classmate’s house, and only then did she let me go out. If I don’t come back home, in case I get caught, I won’t be able to come and find Ophelia anymore.”

Ophelia said nothing and was about to mention the arranged driver when a servant announced, “Mr. Winford, Mrs. Pruitt, and Mr. Whitaker have arrived!”

Uncle?! Ophelia was stunned and stood up. Her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and Winford applied force, causing her to sit back down. He looked indifferent, restrained his imposing aura, and ordered, “Please let Mr. Whitaker in.”

The servant led Richard in. “Mr. Winford,” Richard greeted Winford with confidence and respect. He was a man of great charm, with a refined and elegant demeanor. Despite being in his forties, he still had the ability to easily captivate young girls with his handsome and attractive appearance.

Winford nodded and asked, “What brings Mr. Whitaker here?”

“There was nothing wrong; I just came to pick up the child and take them home.”

Lenora felt guilty and, seeking reassurance, glanced at Ophelia with a hint of confusion. She didn’t expect that Dad actually knew she was here. He knew it all, but what about Mom? Would they be angry? Would they not let her come anymore in the future?

Ophelia gave her a comforting look. Richard only glanced at Ophelia from beginning to end, his gaze cold and polite. Afterward, he greeted Winford and took Lenora with him, ready to leave.

Ophelia stood up and said, “Husband, I will see off my uncle.”

Richard didn’t speak, signifying agreement. It seemed like he had something to say to her. Ophelia lifted her foot and was about to walk out.

“Wait.” Winford suddenly spoke, grabbing her delicate wrist. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he had something important to say, but in the end, he only let his gaze fall on her fair and playful heels, and said, “It’s cold outside; put on some socks before going out.”

Ophelia looked down and, indeed, she wasn’t wearing socks, but she was wearing fluffy slippers, which were very warm. “It wasn’t cold.” She lifted one foot and wiggled it in front of him, showing off how fluffy her slippers were, with a playful and adorable gesture.

“Put them on.” Winford’s tone brooked no argument. Without waiting for her to ramble on, he directly pulled her back onto the sofa. Then, without changing his expression, he completely ignored Richard, who was still standing there, and actually helped her put on her socks!

Richard’s pupils suddenly contracted, unable to believe what he had just seen. He suddenly looked at his niece, but saw that she was completely unstartled; instead, she was used to it and puffed up her cheeks, muttering, “Honey, these socks are too thick…”

“Not thick.”

“Can I change to another pair? They are too thick and not comfortable to walk in.”

“Could not.”

The atmosphere between the two was sweet and warm, and no one could interrupt. Judging by Ophelia’s appearance, it seemed like Winford had done things like helping her put on socks many times before!

Winford let her go only after carefully putting on her socks. Then, he looked at her thin home clothes and frowned with some dissatisfaction. He asked someone to bring a thicker coat and wrapped her up in it, making sure she was all snug and satisfied.

“Go ahead, come in earlier; it’s cool outside.”

Ophelia obediently responded and saw Richard and Lenora off.