Chapter 47: The Lady Truly Loved Mr. Winford
In the private room, after sitting down, Cullen pretended to say a few sweet words. Ophelia listened, nearly throwing up the lunch she had just eaten. She forced herself to hold it in, feeling impatient. “So? What do you want to tell me?”
Seeing that her attitude wasn't as bad as before, Cullen felt a surge of joy, believing he had appeased her. “Ophelia, I looked for you today because I wanted to ask you to help me with something.”
Ophelia raised her eyes absentmindedly and asked, “What is it?”
“I wanted you to help me get something from Uncle Winford; it was very important to me.”
“My Ophelia was very clever, knowing how to please Uncle Winford,” he said with admiration. “I knew you didn’t like Uncle Winford, but you endured your dislike and actively tried to win him over, all for my sake, right? Don’t worry, I will never forget your friendship for the rest of my life!”
“Now, it wasn’t difficult for you to come in and out of Uncle Winford’s study, was it? So could you help me steal a document from inside? That shouldn’t be too hard, right?”
As soon as the words were spoken, there was silence in the private room.
Chapter 47: The Lady Truly Loved Mr. Winford
Next door, it felt as if someone had suddenly thrown a ball of liquid nitrogen into the air, freezing the bones of those nearby. Winford leaned back in his chair, his long and strong arms casually resting on the armrests. His eyes were slightly closed, making it difficult to discern the emotions hidden within, but the cold and oppressive aura he exuded still left Graham too afraid to breathe.
In the midst of a dead silence, Ophelia spoke up: “You asked me to help you steal the documents?”
“Yes, Ophelia, only you could help me! I won’t hide it from you; someone wanted to bring Uncle Winford down, and that document was a crucial part of the plan. As long as we got it, it could deal him a heavy blow!”
“Although Uncle Winford said he wouldn’t live much longer and that it was uncertain when he would die, what if he was really tough and lived for another three years? You wouldn’t want to stay by the side of that living Yama for so long, would you? His previous wives all had such tragic ends; who knows when he might turn on you!”
He spoke with deep affection, “Ophelia, as long as we solve the problem with Uncle Winford, we can be together properly. I’ve made up my mind; once Uncle Winford dies, I will marry you immediately, and I will never go back on my word!” He said this and then reached out to take Ophelia’s hand.
Next door, Graham felt the surrounding air pressure becoming increasingly terrifying, and he couldn’t help but feel a darkness enveloping him.
“-It was over!”
Winford’s eyes revealed a fierce aura, and a flash of crimson passed through his gaze. His voice had no trace of warmth as he ordered, “Go next door-”
However, suddenly-
“Get lost, what disgusting thing do you think you are to even touch me?!” Ophelia’s expression turned cold in an instant. Before the other person’s hand touched her, she grabbed the cup of water in front of her and, without hesitation, splashed it over the other person’s head!
She finally understood what Cullen wanted to do. After sweet-talking her, he intended to trick her into betraying Winford and helping him as an insider? Ha, here we go again, this man was still so disgusting! What she hated the most was that in her past life, she actually believed in this garbage, and similarly thought that Winford was a living hell, living in constant fear and anxiety, afraid that she would end up like several of her exes, always thinking about escaping from Sunset Vista!
Thinking about how Cullen, that scum, and Bessie, that wretched woman, had taken her life in her past life, while Winford had died for her, a chill inevitably surfaced in Ophelia’s eyes.
“Ah!” Cullen was caught off guard as water splashed all over his face. He jumped up, startled and angry, “Ophelia-”
“Don’t call me that, it’s disgusting!” Ophelia said with a cold gaze. “Cullen, have you not realized the truth yet? Then let me make it clear to you today: I didn’t like you. What makes you think I would like someone like you, a pathetic piece of trash?”
Chapter 47: The Lady Truly Loved Mr. Winford
“My husband is Winford, Mr. Winford! In every way, he was miles ahead of you. I would have to be blind to give him up for you!”
“Ha, you still want to marry me? A key costs ten bucks to duplicate, do you think you’re worth it?!”
Cullen found it hard to believe, unable to accept that Ophelia, who had just been so easily coaxed and deceived, had suddenly changed into a completely different person!
“Ophelia?!”
“Don’t call me ‘Ophelia’ anymore; you are not worthy! If you must call me something, you can only call me Aunt Ophelia-” At this point, Ophelia suddenly sneered, “Ah, I forgot, your father was just a bastard of the Pruitt family, and you are not even a legitimate young master of the Pruitt family. What right do you have to call me Aunt Ophelia? Just call me Ms. Greene!”
She showed no mercy and almost ground Cullen’s face into the ground. Cullen finally couldn’t hold it in any longer, he wiped his face and shouted angrily, “Ophelia! Who gave you the guts to treat me like this?!”
“Did it take any courage to mock the son of a bastard? If you really have to ask, then it was the courage my husband gave me. If you have the guts, go find him at Sunset Vista!”
Ophelia slightly raised her chin, and a look of disdain spread across her beautiful face, making her appear extremely arrogant.
Next door.
Graham witnessed the miracle with his own eyes. As soon as the words “My husband is Winford” were conveyed, the temperature here suddenly changed, as if it had abruptly shifted from the depths of winter to the warmth of early spring.
Winford turned his head and listened blankly to the voice coming from the other side. After a while, he said, “She said I am her husband. Did you hear that?”
Graham: Wake up, Mr. Winford, you were originally the lady’s husband!
She secretly scoffed in her heart, but on the surface, she appeared genuinely moved and sincerely said, “I heard it, Madam truly loves Mr. Winford!”
Winford’s lips curled slightly. Graham was taken aback. Mr. Winford had always been inscrutable in his emotions, and ever since he fell ill, he had smiled even less. To his surprise, just a few words today were enough to lift his spirits and bring a smile to his face. He was moved in his heart and thought to himself that Mr. Winford’s wife was indeed different….
“Mr. Winford, did you still go?”
“Go.” Winford’s brows furrowed, revealing a hint of killing intent, but his words were gentle, “If you don’t go now, Lia will be bullied.”
Graham said once again, Let’s say, judging from the noise coming from next door, it seemed that the lady was bullying someone, right? That Cullen had no power to retort in front of her at all!
In the private room.
Chapter 47: The Lady Truly Loved Mr. Winford
Cullen looked very disheveled, and he spoke without thinking: “Husband? Ha, Winford is just a living king of hell. What do you like about him?!”
“Where is he not worthy of my affection? My husband is tall, handsome, and wealthy, a legendary diamond bachelor and a top-tier rich and handsome man. If I don’t like him, do you think I would like you instead? Where does your confidence come from?”
Cullen was furious, “What does it matter how rich you are? You still end up being a short-lived ghost.”
The voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at the door, his face filled with terror in an instant.