Chapter 71
Through her misty tear–filled eyes, she recognized the man by the bed at a glance. With a gasp, she suddenly threw herself into his arms, crying uncontrollably.
With all her strength, she held him tightly..
The fear of rebirth was just a dream.
“What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”
“Yes, I had a nightmare…”
She dreamed of the scene from her past life when he saved her.
At that moment, the car was about to explode, and she was dragged out of the vehicle with all his strength by someone, who protected her closely beneath him.
With a loud “boom,” flames surged into the sky, and a wave of heat swept
over.
She fell into a coma, and in her last moment, she was unable to see
clearly the person who came to save her. She could only vaguely make out a figure covered in blood, and she could only feel the warm blood dripping from him….
At that time, Winford had already been betrayed by his subordinates, had lost a leg, and found it difficult to walk. She couldn’t imagine how he had managed to rush towards her and how he had struggled to drag her out of the car…
Ophelia cried so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath..
She thought at the time that it was a passerby who had saved her, and she planned to thank her benefactor once her injuries healed. However, three days later, when she died unexpectedly on the street, she learned the truth from the mouth of her enemy and found out about his death…
“Hubby…”
The deep sense of grievance and sadness in her voice made Winford feel heartbroken.
“Hubby was here, be good, don’t cry.” He held the girl’s petite body in his arms, gently soothing her slender back with his large hand, and continuously kissed her hair.
If others had seen it, they would have been shocked; Mr. Winford actually had such gentle and patient moments!
Hearing his response, Ophelia’s tears surged once again.
Not wanting her to continue crying, Winford glanced at the flowers nearby and changed the subject, “What does a rose mean?”
The twelve sticks that were given before had special meanings, so this one must have one as well. His little wife wouldn’t give him a gift that was so perfunctory.
Ophelia sobbed, tears still glistening on her long eyelashes, “The only…”
“What?”
“The language of a rose… you are my only one.” She held him tightly, looked up, and the tears in her eyes sparkled like shattered starlight. “In this life, I came for you.”
Winford’s heart trembled, and the hand that was wrapped around her waist suddenly tightened.
He stared at her intently, his eyes swirling with dark emotions. “Did Lia really… not fear me?”
He still had doubts about the matters concerning the club.
Ophelia’s tears streamed down her face as she felt guilty for her previous reaction, which had hurt him.
“I’m not afraid…” she kept shaking her head, “Lia could be afraid of anything, but she would never be afraid of her husband.”
As soon as he finished speaking, his strength suddenly lost control. Before Ophelia could react, everything spun around her, and in the next. moment, she found herself falling onto the bed. The man, like a beast ready to pounce, pinned her beneath him, as if he was about to bite through her throat.
“I didn’t like it when someone lied to me; it would have terrible. consequences.” He stared at her intently, his voice hoarse, as if he were threatening her, as if he were warning her.
Ophelia, however, knew that he did not dare to believe that she truly wanted to like him and was willing to give him her deep affection.
Because there had been too many women before, no matter how sweetly they had spoken in the past, after seeing that side of him, all that remained was fear. The love words they uttered were merely false flattery.
She felt a dull pain in her heart, aching for her lover.
“I would never lie to my husband,” she said, holding back her tears as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
When Ophelia woke up, her whole body ached, and she was alone in bed.
Chapter 71
Suddenly, the door opened, and Winford walked in.
“Honey!” She immediately threw herself into his arms, asking pitifully, “Where did you go?”
No one accompanied her!
“To take care of some matters.” He said lightly, kissing her temple.
Not a word was mentioned about how miserable Alfred’s exit was, he would not appear in Sunset Vista for a long time.
Ophelia didn’t care about these things either. She hummed and whined in his arms. “You never stay with me. I can’t see you when I wake up…”
The way she relied on him and couldn’t live without him greatly pleased
the man.
