Silly Bride novel (Winnie and Xavier)

“Can I come in, Mr. Fairchild? There’s some urgent business.”

Winnie could not stand the persistent knocking any longer and left Xavier’s embrace.

She said, “Let him in. It could be a complicated matter.” At the same time, she straightened out Xavier’s tie for him.

Despite his reluctance, Xavier agreed, caving to his principles.

He was the CEO of Fairchild Corporation, and he made sure he performed his duties responsibly while at work.

He knew when to prioritize his work over his identity as Winnie’s husband.

Hence, Xavier strode to his desk and pressed a small button under the table, unlocking the office door.

Winnie was dumbstruck. She asked, “Did you lock the door from the inside?”

“What do you think?” Smirking, Xavier added, “I don’t want anyone to interrupt me while I’m cuddling you.”

An exasperated Winnie asked, “Weren’t we working just now? Or did you already have this all planned out?”

Xavier laughed in response. “Dumbo, I was the only one working. You were playing games. Plus, I have more foresight than to leave the door unlocked while you’re around.”

“Fine, you win.” Winnie pouted good-naturedly and admitted, “I was playing games, and I’m going to continue playing it now. You can let your staff in.”

Then, she plonked herself back on the couch.

Xavier reluctantly retracted his gaze from his wife and called out to his employee outside.

“Come in.”

The door opened from the outside.

Both Xavier and Winnie had expected Louis to come in, having recognized his voice earlier.

To their surprise, the first person who rushed into the room was Jacinta.

“Granny?” Stunned, Winnie leaped to her feet and asked, “Why are you here?”

“So you were here, Winnie!” Jacinta immediately approached her granddaughter and seized her wrist. “You told me you couldn’t accompany me because you were busy with work. Were you with Xavier this whole time? How could you lie to me? I always thought you were pulling extra hours at the company until I saw the news on the Internet calling you the Vinnie Couple. There was also some livestream thing. That’s how I knew you’d been cooped up in Fairchild Corporation for the past two days. What did you promise me in the past? You said you would cut off all ties with this man once you avenged your mother.”

Xavier was still standing beside them in the office. Winnie did not think he would be affected by her grandmother’s words until she brought up the last bit about cutting ties with Xavier. She worried that it would agitate him.

The medication he was on tended to amplify every emotion he felt. It was all well and good if he was feeling positive emotions, but any hint of negative emotions could potentially spiral out of control and spur Xavier to harm others or even himself.

Sadly, though Xavier’s mind was affected, his hearing clearly was not.

He had heard every single word of Jacinta’s rant, and his expression darkened instantly.

Sadness and disbelief warred in his heart as he asked, “Dumbo, is your granny telling the truth?”

Winnie struggled to muster a reply. Eventually, she said, “Granny, things have become quite complicated. It’s hard to explain everything in a few words. Why don’t I talk to you somewhere else?”

“Somewhere else?” Jacinta’s grip tightened on her granddaughter’s wrist as though fearing Winnie’s escape. “Where do you want to go?”

Winnie furrowed her brows before shooting Louis a subtle glance. “Mr. Tanser, help me prepare an empty guest room.”

“Sure!”

talk about this at home? Why do it on someone else’s turf? I came here to bring you back. You’re following me home right

her voice cajolingly. Sometimes, the elderly and children were equally clingy and difficult

legs, not his. You can leave

the true reason, let’s talk

there!” Xavier stepped forward and blocked Winnie’s path once he noticed she was leading Jacinta out of the

my question. Was your granny

Jacinta answered instead. She pulled Winnie behind her like a protective mother hen

with him before, and as long as Xavier had not forgotten that part

him back when Winnie first

lost part of his memories, hearing the suggestion again would undoubtedly

at Winnie and insisted, “Answer

a reply

of how she answered, someone

refused to be indecisive or lie to

the past. People change, and I’m formally retracting my old statement. On that note, I never meant to lie to my granny either, and I have to explain to her why things have changed

conveyed her words with

mess. He had no idea how he had fallen so hard for a woman nicknamed Dumbo, yet it felt like the most natural thing in

his brows and responded, “I won’t stop you from leaving. Here, let me

planted herself between the couple and

and uttered, “You’ve really let me down, Winnie.” Her hand

and coaxed, “Let’s go, Granny. We’ll

they left the office, Winnie attempted to break the tense

her grandmother huffed pettily and

out of Fairchild Corporation, and Winnie prepared to hail a taxi. Suddenly, Jacinta

a taxi. Someone’s here to fetch us. It’s the black car over there.” She pointed into

direction of her

vehicle with a car plate she did not

in some stranger’s expensive

tugged on Winnie’s

whose car is

her question and replied vaguely, “Well,

say something else when she

judging by the camera or microphone in each person’s

going on?” The flashing cameras flustered Jacinta to no

her grandmother’s discomfort, Winnie hurriedly pulled Jacinta behind

a reporter from Orange News. Is it true that

Winnie asked, “Who told

true? You aren’t

has been around for decades. You forcefully took over the corporation from your biological father and changed the company forever. How do you plan on running Garland Group now?

Winnie was perplexed.

reporters had gotten their information from, and she hated the invasion of

she replied, “That’s

Jacinta

the sea of reporters and photographers surrounded

microphone almost hit Winnie

Nathaniel, who’s also a foreigner. He has helped foreign investors to obtain sizeable stakes in many corporations in Chanaea. Is your collaboration with him a sign of your future plans to

in displeasure, more from the uncomfortable proximity of the microphone to her

two fingers out and

declared, “Please have some professionalism. You’re trying to interview me, not murder me with a

more than an interview. Someone was livestreaming

a slew of ghostwriters to post comments on the

our national

the ghostwriters had been paid off to turn the issue into a political and