Chapter113
With a cold snort in her heart, before Winford could speak, she suddenly let go of the shopping cart and instead intimately wrapped her arms. around the man’s arm, almost hanging on him.
She looked up and acted coyly, saying, “Honey, my leg hurts. I need a hug!”
The voice was not deliberately lowered, ensuring that everyone around could hear.
The girl’s face suddenly froze.
“Did your leg hurt?”
Winford’s brows furrowed slightly, and his attention immediately focused on her.
“Well!”
Winford immediately signaled Graham to come over and pay the bill, then took her hand and was ready to leave.
“Wait a moment, sir…!”
The girl surprisingly did not want to give up and directly stood in front of the two of them.
“Is there something?” Winford’s thin lips uttered two cold and brief words, and his powerful aura made people feel tense.
The girl’s face turned pale for a moment, but immediately after, the obsession in her eyes became even more evident.
Everyone has a desire for strength. Which girl wouldn’t like a man who is so powerful and full of charm?
She gathered her courage and said, “Sir, I wanted your contact information… is that okay?”
Ophelia rolled her eyes directly at the sky.
She said bluntly, “Miss, I think one should have a bit of dignity when it comes to being a person. What do you think?”
The other party actually felt wronged and said, “I just wanted to make a friend. Can’t you speak with a bit of manners?”
Ophelia sneered, “You want to be friends with a married man? What kind of upbringing does someone like you have!”
“Who said that men can’t have friends of the opposite sex after getting married?” the other party retorted unwillingly. “Don’t you think you’re being too controlling? He is your husband, not your puppet!”
Ophelia curled her lip and began to speak sarcastically, “You still knew he was my husband? I called my husband too controlling, so what are you babbling about here?”
The other party choked.
“Tsk, how could this little girl be so thick–skinned?”
There were quite a few middle–aged women lining up around, and at that moment, they looked at the girl with disdain, pointing and whispering disapprovingly.
“Exactly, what kind of friends to make? Who doesn’t know what she was thinking in her heart? Tsk tsk, right in front of someone else’s wife, and still so brazen about it. The world is really going downhill; it’s so shameless!”
The girl heard the discussion and immediately turned red in the face.
She bit her lip and looked at Winford, her eyes glistening. “Sir, I really just…”
A hint of coldness flickered in Winford’s dark eyes. He did not speak, nor did he spare the other person even a glance; he simply raised his hand and made a gesture.
In the next moment, two bodyguards immediately came forward and forcefully pulled the girl away.
He held Ophelia’s hand and left the supermarket.
From beginning to end, that girl seemed to him like a speck of dust that was unnoticeable.
In his eyes, there was only Ophelia, who hung stubbornly on his arm.
Got on the car.
“Where did your leg hurt?”
“…it didn’t hurt anymore.”
Seeing her sulking with her head down, looking angry, Winford’s gaze deepened as he suddenly lifted her face. “You don’t like others looking at me?”
Ophelia was momentarily stunned, and then a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes–regarding her pretense of having a leg injury.
However, she quickly became confident again, tightly hugging him and burying her face in his chest, saying, “You are my husband, so I won’t let them see you!”
Especially that woman, she had seen her and even came over to ask for
her contact information, which simply infuriated her!
The large hand wrapped around her back, and her chest, pressed against. him, gently trembled. Above her head came the man’s indulgent voice-
“Okay, I didn’t show them.”
Hearing these words, Ophelia’s gloom instantly vanished, and she playfully snuggled in his arms, saying, “You are so wonderful, my dear!”
Winford didn’t say anything.
When he got off the bus, he suddenly said, “I didn’t like it when others looked at you either.”
Ophelia looked up in surprise and said nonchalantly, “No one was looking at me either!”
Winford’s lips curled down slightly.
How could no one have looked at her?
She only focused on the women who were watching him, but she didn’t notice the men who were stealing glances at her.
His little wife seemed to be unaware of how outstanding and attractive her appearance was.
In the supermarket, he did not pay attention to that woman because his mind was focused on those men.
He took her away so quickly, not to get rid of that woman, but simply to prevent those eyes from falling on her again.
