Chapter 129
It was only before her death that she realized all her efforts over the years. had been in vain, serving only to make a wedding dress for others.
For example, Bryson’s leg, which she had clearly healed, later the Merritt family held a grand thank–you banquet, and at the banquet, the person who was celebrated and thanked was not her…
A trace of hostility flashed in her eyes, and fearing that Winford would notice. she quickly suppressed the surging emotions.
Then there was some confusion.
How did Bryson end up here and decide to stay at Sunset Vista?
She did not know that the reason for this change was still because of her.
During this period, in his conversations with Winford, Bryson always faintly sensed the presence of another person–the shadow of Winford’s young wife.
Winford knew best how cold–hearted and indifferent he was.
How could he not be shocked that someone could actually walk into his heart?
Recently, a rumor spread wildly in Kingchester–it’s said that a girl had appeared by Mr. Winford’s side, whom he cherished and adored like a precious treasure!
Bryson naturally rushed over without delay, wanting to see what kind of person Winford’s new wife was.
As for her past life, with the kind of relationship she had with Winford, how could he ever mention her to anyone? Therefore, Bryson had no way of knowing about her existence.
Now, seeing Ophelia sitting down naturally beside Winford, a hint of surprise flashed in Bryson’s eyes.
The girl’s body was pressed closely against Winford, and she was holding his arm, yet Winford did not push her away, nor did he show any sign of disgust or displeasure!
Suddenly, he understood Ophelia’s status, and his gaze towards her took on a sense of seriousness and solemnity.
“You didn’t have to be so polite; just call me Bryson!” Bryson said with a carefree smile.
Ophelia smiled and looked at him, “Alright.”
For some reason. Bryson shivered, feeling that Ophelia’s gaze at him was strangely unsettling…
Bryson had just come over, feeling a bit tired, and planned to take a rest.
Ophelia got up nonchalantly and said, “Honey, I’m going to put down my backpack!”
Winford glanced at her and said, “Go ahead.”
Bryson sat in a wheelchair. Although it was more convenient to live on the first floor, he preferred a higher place and stubbornly requested a room on the third floor.
Since there was an elevator at home, Winford just let it be.
Ophelia’s place for reading and doing homework was also on the third floor.
She walked up slowly and happened to bump into Bryson, who was just about to enter the door.
The other party flashed a charming smile and waved, “Hi, Ophelia.”
The title sounded a bit strange, and Ophelia said. “Just call me by my
name.
Bryson raised his eyebrows. “Lia?”
Ophelia instantly had a cold expression and said, “This won’t do.”
“Why?”
“Because this was my husband’s exclusive nickname.”
Bryson: ”
I never expected that there would be a day when I would actually eat Winford’s dog food!
Ophelia took a few steps closer to him, then suddenly stopped.
She wrinkled her nose and said, “What scent do you have on you?”
The taste?
Bryson was taken aback for a moment, then he reacted and took out a cute little sachet from his pocket, waving it at Ophelia.
“-Did you say this?”
Sensing the suddenly strong aroma, Ophelia’s expression darkened.
Bryson didn’t notice anything, and his smile became more pronounced, carrying a sweet meaning. “It’s a gift from my fiancee. Does it look good?”
Thinking of the dog food that had been unexpectedly shoved into his
mouth just now, he boasted back, “She heard that I had trouble sleeping, so she personally made it for me!”
Fiancee?
Ophelia’s brow twitched as she looked at Bryson with pity.
Hearing about this familiar person, she was not surprised at all.
Recalling her past life, she had a deep impression of Bryson’s experiences; his fate was even more tragic than Winford’s.
He was still immersed in the love of his fiancee and probably didn’t notice at all that the reason his leg had become like this was all thanks to her!
“This sachet…
Ophelia squinted her eyes.
She said that in her past life, Bryson’s legs had become so serious, and his health had gradually deteriorated. Even though she had considerable abilities, it still took her a lot of effort to detoxify him.
It now seems that the existence of this sachet was indispensable.
Tsk. how cruel. The person was already incapacitated, yet it wasn’t enough, they still wanted to add another brick.
“Isn’t it more reliable to see a doctor if you had trouble sleeping?” she said.
Without waiting for the other person to speak, she slowly said, “After using this sachet, didn’t you notice anything unusual?”
