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She left gracefully, while Lucy and the others were still excitedly speculating about who her boyfriend really was!
The boys in the class were even more frustrated. It was not easy to have a goddess–level figure among them, and they hadn’t even started to make a move yet. Who acted so quickly!
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In the corner, Stella gritted her teeth.
Boyfriend? Hmph, a sugar daddy is more like it!
However, she was just a kept woman, and Ophelia actually called herself a girlfriend? Bah, how shameless!
Ophelia did not know any of this; she went straight back to the apartment and, as soon as she reached the door, ran inside eagerly.
“Honey, I came back-”
The sound suddenly stopped, and in the living room was not Winford, but a person who completely should not have been there–Samuel.
Her smile on her face faded immediately. “What are you doing here?”
In tone, he did not hide his disdain for his biological father.
Samuel, however, did not care at all. In fact, the way he looked at her was filled with an indescribable satisfaction and affection. “Dad just happened to have some time, so he came over to see you. How have you been lately?”
Ophelia almost rolled her eyes.
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If you truly cared about her, what had you been doing all these years?
She caught a glimpse of Winford’s tall and upright figure coming down from upstairs, and no longer paid attention to Samuel; she turned on her heel and ran in that direction.
“Honey!”
“Was the class over?”
Winford’s eyes were sharp and imposing, exuding an aura of authority without the need for anger. However, the moment he saw his young wife, a subtle hint of tenderness unconsciously softened his expression.
Seeing someone approaching, the man naturally opened his arms.
Ophelia skillfully jumped into his arms, dependently wrapped her arms around his waist, and said in a soft and delicate voice, “Yes, I came back right after class, and it hasn’t even been fifteen minutes! Isn’t that fast?”
She tilted her pretty little face up, her eyes sparkling with a hint of seeking praise.
Winford glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it had indeed been less than fifteen minutes since her class ended. Clearly, she hadn’t
delayed at all after class and had come straight back.
He felt a fleeting, indescribable joy in his heart as he patted his little wife’s head and said, “Hmm, I’ll reward Lia tonight.”
Reward?
Ophelia’s eyes lit up, and she was about to ask what the reward was, but the man had already taken her by the hand and led her toward the living room, so she could only temporarily suppress that thought.
“Mr. Winford!” Samuel hurriedly stood up to greet him, his attitude
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respectful and obsequious.
“What did you come here for? To help Bessie demand an explanation?” Ophelia asked directly as she sat down with Winford.
“Want an explanation? What kind of explanation?” Winford looked up, his captivating gaze fixed on Samuel.
Samuel immediately broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly said, “No, what does Bessie have to do with this? I came to see you, Ophelia. How long has it been since you last came home? Dad is just concerned about. how you’ve been doing lately!”
Apart from the last two sentences, Samuel did not lie before that.
Bessie knew what had happened at school, and he had indeed learned about it. However, after understanding the situation, he had more or less given up on his daughter. How could he possibly take the risk of angering Mr. Winford to seek an explanation for her?
“On the contrary, Ophelia…”
Looking at his daughter snuggled up next to Mr. Winford, Samuel’s gaze flickered, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.
Mr. Winford actually moved next to the school for her!
If he could win back this daughter’s heart, he would have endless benefits!
Feigning concern, Samuel said, “Didn’t I ask you to go back once before? Today is your mother’s anniversary; you promised to go see her. Have you forgotten?”
As soon as these words were spoken, Ophelia’s expression froze.
Today was Mom’s death anniversary; how could she not remember!
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Thinking of the figure in her mind that had become somewhat blurred due to the passage of time, Ophelia felt a tightness in her heart that was uncomfortable.
She tilted her head and buried it in the embrace of the person beside her.
“Honey, could you accompany me to see Mom, please…?”
She had originally planned to talk to Winford, but unexpectedly, Samuel arrived first and suddenly exposed the scars she had deliberately hidden.
Looking at the girl in his arms who seemed to have suddenly lost her vitality, Winford tasted the feeling of heartache for the first time..
He gently patted her head and replied, “Okay.”
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