Chapter 75

In her past life, Bryson’s experiences left a deep impression on her! If she remembered correctly, at that time, Bryson had already been poisoned and had become disabled… In her past life, only she could save him, and it was probably the same in this life.

“Is it that Bryson? I heard that his leg…”

Before he finished speaking, Winford suddenly lowered his gaze and looked at her.

“How did Lia know?”

Ophelia was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized that, at that time, the fact that Bryson was poisoned was still a secret; people outside should not have known about it at all!

The man seemed to ask casually, his gaze holding a subtle yet intense scrutiny that was quite oppressive.

A drop of cold sweat slid down the back of her head, and she hurriedly lowered her head, mumbling, “I had someone I knew in Kingchester, and the Merritt family had contacted them…”

Winford didn’t know whether she believed it or not, and he didn’t pursue the matter any further or mention Bryson’s leg. Instead, he just ruffled her hair and said, “It’s time to rest.”

Ophelia, as if granted a reprieve, exclaimed, “Oh!”

She instinctively wanted to run to her room, but was suddenly pulled back.

Winford: “Where did you go?”

“Go back to the room,” she turned back in a daze.

“Your things, I had someone move them over.” The man maintained a calm expression as he led her towards the master bedroom. “From now on, you would sleep with me.”

“!” Ophelia widened her eyes, “S–sleeping with you?!”

“Did Lia not want to?” He gazed at her.

Sensing a danger that was almost imperceptible, Ophelia hurriedly shook her head and said, “No…!”

The little face turned red embarrassingly.

The man’s sharp brows and eyes softened a bit, as if he was quite satisfied with her answer.

Being pulled into the room, Ophelia felt quite uncomfortable at first, but soon she remembered that they had already done more intimate things, so there was really nothing to feel uneasy about. Moreover, they were a couple, so they should have been in the same room!

After coming to terms with it, she managed to feel less tense, but she still couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

Winford turned around unintentionally and saw that the person who had originally had a flushed face was now looking pale.

He’s gaze darkened, “What was Lia thinking?”

Ophelia suddenly woke up, looking serious. “Ahem, I wasn’t thinking about anything!”

Seeing her trying hard to hide her guilty look, Winford didn’t expose her but said, “Be good, go take a shower, I’ll make a phone call.”

“Oh!”

Ophelia rubbed her soft ears and obediently went to the bathroom.

After finishing her shower, Winford went in while she wrapped herself in the quilt, leaving only her head exposed. She stared at the bathroom door, her heart racing uncontrollably, and her mind was filled with unhealthy thoughts that made her feel like her head was about to explode.

Finally, the door opened, and a man in a bathrobe came out. The nearly perfect figure, with its well-proportioned and strong muscles, made Ophelia’s cheeks flush with heat, and she awkwardly averted her gaze, not daring to look again.

The steady footsteps approached step by step, and she tightened her grip on the blanket little by little.

Only three steps were left!

Reached the bedside!

He went to bed.

“Sleep.”

Ophelia was genuinely taken aback. The intense emotions were suddenly stuck in mid-air, neither rising nor falling. She looked up at the man lying beside her, hesitating to speak, her eyes filled with doubt.

No way… Was her husband really not able to make it? This was their first night sharing the same bed!

“What’s wrong?” Winford asked, looking at her with a calm expression as he leaned against the headboard.

Ophelia opened her mouth and momentarily lost control of her words-

“Honey, were you… not feeling well?”

It was said very tactfully, yet the meaning was very clear.

Winford’s gaze suddenly darkened as he dangerously stared at her, “What did Lia say?”

“I…” Ophelia sensed that something was wrong and timidly wanted to curl up under the blanket, but it was of no use.

Soon, she began to regret why she had spoken carelessly!

The next day, Ophelia didn’t come down from upstairs until ten o’clock. Breakfast time had long passed when Lily saw her and hurried over, saying, “We prepared quite a variety for breakfast and kept it warm. What would you like to eat, madam?”

Ophelia yawned and casually asked, “Why is there breakfast at this time?”

Lily smiled as she looked at her and said, “Mr. Winford instructed that the lady would get up a bit late today, but we mustn’t let her go hungry.”

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