Silly Bride novel (Winnie and Xavier)

“What ‘Dumbo’? Could you at least show my granddaughter some respect? She’s not stupid! Why should she go home with you? You’re a nobody to her. Kylie was the one who was engaged to you, not Winnie!”

Carried away by her emotions, Jacinta tugged Winnie into the house again. “Don’t listen to him, Winnie. Come in with me!”

With Jacinta holding on to her left hand, and Xavier, to her right, Winnie found herself caught in a difficult position.

“Could you guys please stop?” she exclaimed, clearly exasperated. “Granny, what happened between us is pretty straightforward, so please don’t complicate it for us. I just need a few minutes to talk to Xavier about it.”

Despite Winnie’s remarks, neither Xavier nor Jacinta budged.

Christopher frowned as he watched Winnie struggle between both sides.

Knowing Winnie’s intention, he went over to persuade Jacinta to go home.

“Hi, Mdm. Sumner. I’m Winnie’s friend, Christopher Bennett. Why don’t we go in first? Winnie knows what she’s doing, and she has always sorted things out on her own. I know you’re worried, but you can trust her this time.”

Christopher’s tactful words were well-phrased and had given Jacinta a way out of the tricky situation. Jacinta did not intend to make things difficult for her granddaughter to begin with. She just did not want Xavier to have his way.

So, when she heard Christopher, she caved.

“All right. Both of you talk it out, then. Winnie, don’t make us wait for too long. Also, what’s wrong with your phone? You weren’t picking up.”

“Some sales guy kept calling, so I turned on my silent mode.”

“I see. I was wondering why you didn’t pick up, although your phone was on. Make sure you turn off your silent mode. I’ll be calling in a bit.”

Winnie nodded and shot Christopher a glance after some thought, hinting at him to bring Jacinta in.

Christopher looked at her knowingly and persuaded the older woman to enter the house.

After they went in, Winnie lowered her glance at Xavier’s grip around her hand and asked, “Where should we go? How about we go to your place to talk things out?”

Xavier did not reply but looked up at her.

“I thought you blocked me, but it turned out your phone was on silent mode,” he uttered.

would I block you? There’s not a need for that,” Winnie replied,

himself again, she explained patiently, “I wanted to confront you when you sent me your location, but it so happened that Christopher came over. That’s it. By the way,

“No,” Xavier refused.

but to no

Let’s not

the elevator button and gave Xavier’s

had no intention of retracting her hand, he moved his wheelchair

Winnie

to return to the Garland residence before Hamish went home after work, but Xavier completely misunderstood her when he

me? Do you think our problem can be settled within a couple of minutes? You look like you can’t wait to go back,” he commented

herself. “Just cut

never thought spending time with you was a waste of my time. This is

up in distress as he spoke. “Do you think I’m

to look into

she turned away, trying her best not to have any eye contact

so petty. You were so obsessive when Christopher sent me home the last time, and I told you that I don’t like being controlled. I’m not an

interrupted Winnie abruptly as he turned his wheelchair toward her, for he knew what she was

thought their conflict would disappear if he stopped

“Listen to me, Xavier.”

“I don’t want to.”

passionately. Do you get what I mean? Our relationship is not equal. I cannot understand how you could feel so intensely when you see a guy beside me.

we supposed to go back to how everything was?” Xavier

the restlessness inside him breaking through his body, but he did everything he could to

said you wanted things to return to how they were. Will you become my Dumbo again, then?” he asked, gazing at her with pain and grief

parted in

me, or do you like the dumb Winnie? Do you still think of her when you look at me? She

pretense, to begin with? Why did you depend on me back then? Why did you hug me, kiss me, and seduce me? Why did you steal my

the couch as he implored with tears in his eyes, “Give either one

her a chance to speak, Xavier bit her lips roughly as if he was venting his anger

wandered downward, and

compulsion pulsating in

wanted her, but not in

him off, Xavier got hold of himself and