Chapter 354

“Husband, what are you thinking about?” Ophelia noticed Winford was somewhat absent-minded and couldn’t help but ask.

“Nothing,” Winford replied, though he was actually thinking about how to fulfill his wife’s wish while preventing others from suspecting or gossiping about her.

“Honey, I was so hungry. Let’s go home!” There was no air conditioning in the examination room, and Ophelia’s hands were cold. It had been a few minutes since she got in the car, but it hadn’t warmed up. Winford’s embrace was burning hot, and she snuggled in his arms, unwilling to get up. She hummed as she tried to sneak her slightly cold hands into his clothes, hoping to steal some warmth.

“Okay,” Winford said, catching hold of her hand and holding it in the palm of his own.

Ophelia looked up, with longing eyes, and said, “Without your clothes, you won’t be warm.”

He indulgently placed those little hands back into his clothes. The girl instantly became as happy as a little mouse that had stolen honey, her eyes quietly curving upward. “Husband is so good—” she murmured, looking up and kissing him on the chin.

The car started, and Ophelia casually glanced outside, only to see the paparazzi still being stopped by the bodyguards. The paparazzi were still relentlessly snapping pictures in their direction, which infuriated Winford. His dark eyes filled with coldness as he said, “Graham.”

Graham immediately gestured to the bouncers outside. In the next second, the bodyguard smashed the paparazzi’s camera. The paparazzi immediately became angry and started jumping up and down. “What were you doing?! Who gave you the audacity to touch our things! Do you know which newspaper we are from?!”

The bodyguard had a blank expression, exuding a menacing aura. “So what if you’re from a newspaper? If you dare to take pictures recklessly again, you won’t just be dealing with a machine later.”

“If you don’t want to die, don’t take random shots, don’t write randomly, and stay away from Mrs. Pruitt!”

As soon as “Mrs. Pruitt” was mentioned, the paparazzi, who had been making a lot of noise just a moment ago, suddenly changed their facial expressions. I vaguely heard before that Ophelia had a doting husband, who seemed to be… seemed to be the one from Sunset Vista! Immediately, their faces turned pale one by one, like quails, and they dared not make a sound anymore. The cold-faced bodyguard dropped a card for compensation for the damaged machine and skillfully withdrew.

National Medical School was very efficient. The results and admission list were released the day after the first day of the exam. As soon as the others left the examination room, they became nervous and anxious about the results. Ophelia, on the other hand, was different. She seemed completely unconcerned, as if she didn’t care at all. Once she left the examination room, her mind was solely focused on her husband.

When they got home, he had just finished eating dinner and said he was tired. Winford asked him to take a nap with her.

“Was Lia not nervous at all?” Winford hugged her and pinched her cheeks.

“What’s there to be so nervous about?” Ophelia yawned delicately and muttered. In her previous life, she had practiced medicine for so many years that her skills were already beyond what students from National Medical Schools could compare to. The reason she decided to take the exam was merely to use it as a stepping stone.