Chapter 60

Winford was pleased by the way his young wife regarded him like a rival. His heart was entirely focused on the girl in his arms, not giving Elva a single glance. He said coldly, “If you still can’t remember Lia’s identity, then there’s no need for you to stay at Sunset Vista anymore.”

Elva’s face turned pale. “Go away, and don’t come here again. Lia was unhappy to see you.”

Ophelia proudly curled her lips, rubbing her cheek against the man’s solid and strong chest. “Honey, you were the best!” The voice was filled with sweetness. No matter how many times it happened, his infinitely indulgent demeanor towards her always made her heart race and her eyes quietly sting with tears. In her past life, she had truly let down such a wonderful person! Fortunately, fate gave her a second chance, allowing her to make amends to him.

Winford, already stirred by her closeness, felt his gaze suddenly darken upon hearing those words. Ignoring Elva’s presence, he grasped her chin with a large hand and leaned down to kiss her.

Elva suddenly widened her eyes and clenched her fists tightly. Mr. Winford clearly hated intimate contact with others, especially women, yet he took the initiative to kiss Ophelia! She was so angry that her liver ached, wishing she could rush up and pull Ophelia away, replacing her with herself!

A few minutes later, she went downstairs. Bertha stepped forward and whispered, “How is it? Did Mr. Winford soften his heart and let you come back?”

Elva almost cried, “Mr. Winford told me to stay in the annex from now on and not to come over here!”

“What?” Bertha was astonished.

“He said that Ophelia, that bitch, would be unhappy to see me!” Elva felt intense hatred in her heart, and this time she truly shed tears. She couldn’t come over anymore; how could she get close to Mr. Winford?!

Upstairs, Ophelia felt as if she were a pickled vegetable, being forcefully kneaded by him. He wished he could knead her into his body, into his very bones and blood. At a certain moment, Ophelia had a feeling that she was about to be devoured by him. After finally gaining her freedom, she hurriedly said, “…It’s time to take the medicine! It will get cold again!”

It couldn’t go on any longer; she was afraid she would become the first person in history to suffocate and die while kissing! “It was time to take the medicine.” He wiped a small trace of water from the corner of her lips with his thumb.

Ophelia breathed a sigh of relief. It was really great that he could cooperate. The medicine he wanted to take was something she had quietly looked at before. Although it couldn’t cure his illness, it was very useful for stabilizing his condition; after all, it was a prescription the Pruitt family had obtained from many renowned doctors. If she continued to take this medicine, she would be able to hold on for six months until she developed a new drug, and there would be no problem at all. She picked up a bowl of medicine from the side and handed it to him.

Winford did not answer. He relaxed against the sofa, one hand resting on her waist, preventing her from escaping his embrace, his hawk-like gaze fixed on her. “Lia, feed me,” he said.

“What, what?” Ophelia’s eyes widened slightly, and the hand holding the medicine bowl trembled gently. “How do I feed…?” she asked softly, her cheeks slightly flushed and her gaze evasive. The man’s slightly calloused hand gently caressed her flushed face, his voice deep and hoarse, both seductive and desire-laden, making it impossible to resist. “Lia knew.”

Chapter 60

Ophelia: “What’s going on?! Wasn’t he still looking all ascetic before today? How did he suddenly become addicted to kissing?!”

Ophelia came down from upstairs several hours later. Winford fell slightly behind her and came down with her. The man wore a black shirt and fitted trousers, which made him appear even taller and more upright, exuding a more noble and imposing demeanor. As someone who had stayed in Sunset Vista for a long time, the servants could tell at a glance that although Mr. Winford’s handsome and deep face showed little expression, he was in a very good mood! If it were in the past, when Mr. Winford was in a bad mood, it would last for several days, and during those days, everyone would definitely feel anxious and fearful. To my surprise, Mr. Winford was soothed in less than half a day this time! The servants were secretly alarmed and realized that this new mistress was indeed special! Immediately, they suppressed certain restless thoughts.