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Xavier’s passionate harangue and bloodshot eyes startled Winnie.
We’re obviously not on the same page. I’m unhappy with how he deals with the issue and
his attitude, but he’s disgruntled that his feelings are not reciprocated. He looks dejected
and heartbroken.
Deep down, Winnie knew what Xavier said was true.
Her feelings for him were not as strong, and his aggressive response burdened her as if a
weight had just landed on her heart.
She was at a loss for words as a sense of suffocation washed over her.
Despite all the rough storms Winnie had been through, never before had she felt such a
choking sensation.
The uneasiness drove her to shake Xavier’s hands off, but despite feeling her repulsion,
the man clenched his grip tighter around her shoulders.
He dared not let her go, for he had a feeling that if he let her free that day, he would
never be able to stay by her side anymore.
The tightness on Winnie’s chest intensified as Xavier clung to her, and she looked at him
with a frown.
“Let me go first. We’ll talk somewhere else.”
When he saw the frown on her brows, he finally relented.
“I have nothing else to say,” Xavier noted, his voice hoarse and his eyes red.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have lied and talked to you like that. I don’t want to talk about this
anymore. Would you go home with me? I can follow you home, too. It doesn’t make a
difference.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Xavier!” Winnie had never seen him giving in like that before.
To her, he had always been a proud and confident—or even arrogant and assertive man.
Although there were times when he would talk gently to her, his change of attitude made
Winnie see him in a new light. She suddenly felt attracted to him, but she did not know
how to react because she had never seen him speak so penitently to her before.
“You’re not the person I know anymore. Perhaps I don’t know you well enough. Could you
let me go first, Xavier? Let’s talk somewhere else.”
Winnie could well break herself free from his grip, but she was worried that that might
strain Xavier’s leg, so she resorted to earnest persuasion, yet her words fell on stony
ground.
Every ounce of Xavier’s being wanted to pull her into his arms, and he could not resist that
urge.
His arms hardened around her as if he wanted to crush her.
“I’ve already apologized. What else do you want me to do?” Xavier asked, his arms
tightening around the woman.
At that point, he was on the verge of begging her desperately.
“Let’s move on and pretend like nothing happened today,” he continued.
“Let me go, Xavier,” Winnie insisted. She was feeling out of breath. “We can’t just pretend
as if nothing happened. We need to face and overcome it instead of running away. It’s not
something you’d do.”
“Yes. It is not my style to run away, but you’re driving me crazy, Winnie! Can’t you see
that I’m in pain?”
Winnie felt that man had indeed lost his mind. “Xavier! You’re hurting me!”
Again, her words fell on deaf ears when Xavier’s arms tautened around her body.
Christopher had been staying out of their fight all that while since he figured he should not
get involved in Xavier and Winnie’s relationship. Still, when he saw that Xavier refused to
let Winnie go despite making her uncomfortable, he decided to intervene.
“Mr. Fairchild,” he weighed in, taking a step forward and holding Xavier’s shoulder, “please
let her go. You’re hurting her.”
Given the situation, Christopher was the last person Xavier wanted to see and listen to.
He lifted his head from Winnie’s neck and glowered at Christopher with red veins in his
eyes.
“Stay out of this. I’m talking to my wife,” he warned.
“I’ll repeat this, Mr. Fairchild. Let her go,” Christopher reiterated, frowning.
“If you insist,” Xavier seethed.
As soon as he released Winnie, Xavier raised his arm and hurled a fist at Christopher.
His hard and fast punch landed on Christopher’s mouth, and blood trickled down from the
corner of his lips.
Winnie was aghast when Xavier raised his hand against Christopher.
“You’re insane!” she blurted.
Just as she spoke, Xavier directed yet another punch at Christopher.
Peeved, Christopher got ready to defend himself, but Winnie had already slapped Xavier
before either of the men could do anything.
The loud smacking sound stunned everyone, including Xavier.
“Did you just hit me because of this man?” Xavier questioned, staring at Winnie in
disbelief.
Slap! “You’re the one who started it,” Winnie argued, slapping him another time.
Xavier suddenly felt dizzy at the impact and slumped into his wheelchair, feeling like his
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmentire world was spinning.
“I must’ve lost my mind,” he mumbled.
At that moment, Jacinta swung the door open and came out of the house. She had heard a
commotion outside, so she came out to find out what exactly had transpired.
A frown curved on her brows upon sensing the tense atmosphere between the three
people outside.
“What’s going on?” she questioned before looking at Xavier. “Why are you here?”
“Am I not supposed to be here?” Xavier asked in return, looking right at her. “I heard you
call for them from the thirty-first floor, so I came. Am I disturbing you guys?”
Jacinta did not have a good impression of Xavier in the first place, so his condescending
tone only piqued her further.
“Yes. There’s only one unit per floor here, so standing in the way of the elevator on this
floor is equivalent to trespassing. Please leave. You’re not welcome here.”
Speaking, Jacinta caught Winnie’s wrist and pulled Winnie in. “Come in. Bring your police
friend in too.”
“Granny, how about you go in with Captain Bennett first? I still need to talk to Xavier.”
“What else is there to say? I heard everything you guys said. You’re not his real wife, so
there’s nothing for you two to discuss. Come! I’ve made some soup for both you and the
police officer.”
“Granny, the soup can wait. We don’t have to drink it now,” Winnie insisted.
“No. This is an opportunity for you to cut all ties with this guy from the Fairchild family. It’s
best to make a clean break. Don’t drag it out.”
Jacinta’s reaction nonplussed Winnie. “Granny, things are not as you think, so just leave it
to me.”
Suddenly, Winnie felt another person grab her hand. “Dumbo, go back with me.”
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