Chapter211
She endured the pain in her heart and said with a trembling voice, “…I’m not lying to you.”
The car arrived at Sunset Vista.
The car door opened.
She raised her pitiful little face, opened her arms to him, and said in a hoarse voice, “Honey, I feel uncomfortable,” with a sense of grievance.
Winford kissed her eyes, picked her up from the car as if he were holding the most precious treasure of his life, and walked home.
Glenda was also there. She first worried about Elva, and then she heard about Ophelia running out of the house. Seeing her grandson’s reaction at that time made her extremely anxious, and she kept waiting at home,
unable to sit still.
Seeing the two of them return and seemingly reconcile, the heart she had held high finally settled down.
“Grandma,” Ophelia greeted her softly.
Glenda sighed, “It’s good that you’re back, it’s good that you’re back. In the future, if there’s anything, we should talk it out. What is there that a couple can’t discuss?”
“Alright, go rest!”
She knew about the absurdity of her grandson locking someone in a room. for three days without letting them out. At that moment, she secretly glared at him, wanting to say something, but since it involved the matter
of his daughter–in–law, it was his Achilles‘ heel. No one could interfere, so she could only swallow the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
Ophelia was indeed very tired. Winford carried her back to the room, she fell asleep shortly after.
and
She woke up to find it was already the next day. As soon as she moved in bed, a hand appeared on her cheek.
“Did you wake up?”
She opened her eyes and found Winford by the bedside, rather than in the bed, and he was already dressed. She was taken aback for a moment.
It was soon discovered that there was an extra desk in the bedroom, not far from the bed, with some opened documents placed on it.
It was obvious that he had moved his work things over to keep an eye on her.
Ophelia felt a pang in her heart, unable to describe the mixed emotions. she experienced.
“When did you bring it over? You can go to the study; I wouldn’t run
away.”
He kissed her lightly on the lips, his dark eyes unfathomable. “It was me who wanted to see Lia.”
He did not doubt her promise; he just could not see her, and he could not feel at ease.
Only by keeping her within his line of sight could his heart settle down.
Ophelia blinked her eyes, suppressed the soreness in her eye sockets, reached out to him, and acted coy, saying, “I feel uncomfortable…”
The physical discomfort only fully erupted today.
My body ached and hurt, and even the slightest movement made me want to cry. My throat felt uncomfortable, and my eyes were also not feeling
well.
Winford kissed her eyes with guilt and tenderness, picked her up like a child from the bed, and took her to the bathroom to wash up.
Ophelia was attended to by him the entire time; he would help her whenever she needed, lifting her face whenever she asked, and even putting her clothes on with his own hands.
After finishing her chores, she weakly said, “Honey, I’m hungry.”
Yesterday, she ran out of the house without eating, and she didn’t eat at school either. After that, he brought her back, and she went straight to sleep.
Feeling weak now, in addition to being unwell, half of the reason was hunger.
“Okay, I took Lia downstairs to have breakfast.”
He carried her downstairs.
At that time, breakfast time had already passed, but the kitchen had been. preparing breakfast, as Winford had instructed, knowing that she would be hungry when she woke up.
He had a lot of things to deal with today, but he had no intention of leaving her to go to work. In the restaurant, he held her in his arms and patiently and gently fed her.
The scene was the same as yesterday, but today the little wife was exceptionally well–behaved, leaning in his arms, gently swinging her legs, and willingly opening her mouth whenever he asked, very happy to be
served by him.
Occasionally, she would softly hum and complain to him, acting cute and saving where she felt uncomfortable, which made his heart soften.
Winford gently touched the top of her head with his lips. Looking at the person in his arms, a hint of tenderness unconsciously appeared in his stern brows and eyes.
Graham stood at the entrance of the restaurant, staring blankly at the
scene before him, feeling an overwhelming sense of emotion in his heart.
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