Silly Bride

Silly Bride Chapter 19



Chapter 19

Winnie wasn’t in a good mood since she left the bar. After changing into her original clothes, she got into the driver’s car and returned to Lagune Mansion. She had no idea what Xavier and Kylie did in the office. Once she arrived at the mansion, she entered her playroom and contacted Nathaniel. “Bad news. The negotiation fell through.” “Huh? Why was that? Why did he decline it?” Nathaniel asked. “When he asked me why I wanted to go against Garland Group, I couldn’t give him a satisfactory answer. That was why the negotiation fell through.” When Winnie recalled the cripple, she couldn’t help but grunt, “At that time, he seemed to be in a rush and wanted to leave the room immediately.” “Okay. His temper might be odd, but he probably had some urgent matter to attend to.” Nathaniel wasn’t surprised. “I’ll contact him later. We’ll make our plan if he still refuses to agree to our proposal. Anyway, my dear Winnie, rest assured I’ll be by your side soon.” Winnie rolled her eyes upon hearing it. “Stop flirting and do your job!” “When did I flirt with you—” “All right. I’ve some matters to attend to and have to get going.” Bang! With that, Winnie closed the box and hid her electronic devices. She did it in a rush, for she looked outside the window and saw Xavier’s car had just arrived. Then, she quickly ran from the playroom to the main bedroom and pretended she was watching TV. Nevertheless, she kept an ear out for the movement outside. Soon, she heard a series of rapid footsteps. The next moment, Xavier pushed the door open and said, “Winnie, where are you?” Winnie noticed his voice was a little hoarse and didn’t seem right. However, Winnie thought it wasn’t an important matter. She ran toward Xavier with a blanket around her. “Oh? Handsome, did you call my name? What’s wrong with you? Why are your cheeks flushed?” One could notice in seconds that Xavier’s face flushed abnormally. “Where did you go just now?” Currently, Xavier’s entire body and eyes were burning with desire. Then, he slowly inched closer toward Winnie, leaving her no space to escape. “Do you know how many men I’ve sent to look for you?” Winnie took a few steps back and said with teary eyes, “I… I was lost but managed to come home safely. Handsome, why did you look for me?” “By the way, where is Kiki? Where did she go?” Winnie asked innocently, even though she could tell Kylie had drugged Xavier. Nonetheless, Winnie thought Kylie’s plan wasn’t successful, for Xavier’s necktie was neat and

remained untouched. “Kiki purposely helped me change the bedsheet this morning. She also put on the sleepwear in my wardrobe and said she would teach me how to be your wife at night.” Winnie continued to act stupid and grabbed the chance to badmouth Kylie. Little did she know that her words made Xavier’s desire burn even more fiercely. Xavier said with an increasingly croaky voice, “Did you say… she wanted to teach you how to be my wife? Well, how did you answer her?” Winnie was in a daze, blinking her eyes. What does he mean? Does he want to take me to the bed? Wasn’t he uninterested when I pretended to flirt with him unintentionally? Why isn’t he bothered now by the fact that I’m stupid? “Why don’t you say something, huh?” Xavier almost couldn’t resist his desire and wanted to kiss Winnie’s rosy, sexy lips. What does Dumbo taste like? Will she remain innocent and cute like how she usually behaves? “Tell me—how did you answer her.” Xavier felt that the desire in his body was burning and would explode at any time. The one-point-nine-meter-tall Xavier bent down toward Winnie and said with a raspy but alluring voice, “Dumbo, tell me—do you know what it means to be someone’s wife?” Is he serious? He seems to be in heat! Anyway, he looks charming and enticing now. Should I do it tonight? At that thought, Winnie pretended to lose her grip on the blanket, revealing her thin sleepwear before Xavier. Under the light, her pink sleepwear with cartoon images revealed her curvy figure. “Handsome, my blanket has fallen to the floor. It’s cold. I want a hug from you!” Winnie quickly threw herself into Xavier’s arms. Xavier’s body stiffened once her soft body leaned against his. The one-hundred-and-sixty-seven-centimeter-tall Winnie was petite but matched Xavier’s height perfectly. As Winnie wrapped her arms around his waist, she could feel his body burning. “Handsome, your body is hot. I happen to feel cold now. It’s so warm, and I love it.” After a while, Xavier shouted with an increasingly croaky voice, “Dumbo! Do you know what you’re doing?” “I’m doing… Mmm…” Before Winnie could finish, Xavier kissed her lips and pinned her to the floor. Even though there was a thick carpet on the floor, Winnie’s head hurt, and she instinctively shrieked in pain. At the same time, her scream drew back Xavier’s remaining self-control. Xavier cursed, “D*mn it! What am I doing?” Xavier’s eyes were filled with desire and guilt as he looked at her teary eyes. In the end, he stood up and strode toward the bathroom. Winnie slowly sat up when she heard the running water from the bathroom. Did Kylie use fake drugs on Xavier? How could he stand up and take a cold shower even

after he pinned me on the floor? Could it be that I’m not that charming anymore? Winnie couldn’t help but fall into a trance. When I was in the bar, the man in the wheelchair didn’t even glance at me. Now, Xavier chose to take a cold shower when I almost got him! How can I tolerate this? Feeling upset, Winnie stood up and headed toward the bathroom. Since the door wasn’t closed, Winnie could see a jacket and a shirt on the floor. Then, she saw a muscular honey-colored figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. From where Winnie stood, she could see some water droplets flow smoothly from Xavier’s back and disappear when they reached his black trousers. Instinctively, Winnie felt thirsty. Just as she wanted to say something, a voice sounded from Xavier’s phone that he put on the sink.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.


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