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,

you when you sent me your location, but it so

“No,” Xavier refused.

his hand off, but to no avail, so she

not

the elevator button

retracting her hand, he moved his

they arrived at Xavier’s house, Winnie kept checking the time

keep an eye on the time because she had to return to the Garland residence before Hamish went home after work, but Xavier completely misunderstood her when he saw her constantly checking

can be settled within a couple of minutes? You look like you can’t wait to go back,” he commented in a croaky voice,

other hand, was not interested in explaining herself. “Just cut to the chase, will you? Let’s not waste each

waste of my time. This

as he spoke. “Do you think I’m wasting your time now?”

herself to look

turned away, trying her best not to have any

as how you feel toward me, so I can’t give you what you expect. Look at what happened today. We end up fighting over something so petty. You were so obsessive when Christopher sent me home the last time, and I told you that I

as he turned his wheelchair toward her, for he knew what she was about to

was as if he thought their conflict would disappear if he stopped her

“Listen to me, Xavier.”

“I don’t want to.”

to toy with your feelings, but I don’t like you as 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 cannot become better people if this relationship continues, so we should end it here and go back to how everything was before. We should stop before things spiral out

how everything was?” Xavier

restlessness inside him breaking through his body, but he

you become my Dumbo again, then?” he asked, gazing at her with pain and grief

parted in

brief silence ensued until she spoke again. “Xavier, do you even like the real me, or do you like the

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

on the couch as he implored with tears in his

lips roughly as if he was venting his anger until the taste of blood spread on their tongues, but that

wanted more. His hands wandered downward, and he

compulsion pulsating

had always wanted her, but not in such

him off, Xavier got hold