Silly Bride novel (Winnie and Xavier)

After her initial shock, Winnie frowned and glared at Harold, who was standing less than two meters away.

He didn’t seem surprised at all.

In fact, he gave Winnie a sinister grin.

“Why? Are you shocked, Ms. Vivian? I thought you were a smart woman, but I can’t believe you assumed I’d hand a loaded gun to you. Have I ever told you that you have gorgeous eyes? However, you’re blind. Open your eyes wide and see what this is.”

Harold smugly showed her what was in his left palm.

Winnie noticed there was a bullet lying there.

He tricked me. There is no bullet in this gun.

Unafraid, she threw the gun away. “It appears that I’m not quite as skilled as you in these sorts of games.”

Harold let out a loud, haughty laugh as he held up his gun with his right hand and pointed it at Winnie. His expression was one of extreme contempt and disappointment. “You’re really quite bold to be able to stay so calm and collected in the face of imminent danger, huh? I’m sure someone else would be so scared that they’d be peeing their pants if they were in your shoes right now. Ms. Vivian, do you even know what you’ve done? You’ve betrayed my trust and broken the rules. How dare you try to kill me with my own gun! That’s outrageous! Despite this, I still can’t help but admire you since I got to know you in Lightspring. That was why I trusted you enough to collaborate with you. Little did I expect you to blow up my factory and warehouse! Here, take a good look at this!” Harold grew increasingly emotional as he strode to Winnie. “Open your f*cking pretty eyes and take a good look at me! Look at my face! Look what you did to me!”

Winnie glanced at his contorted and grotesque appearance and curled her mouth into a mocking smirk, a gesture that made it evident that she found his presence to be quite disagreeable.

“Why? Are you expecting me to apologize? You look ugly now. Will you feel better if I apologize?”

The provocation that came from her speech served only to intensify Harold’s wrath, causing his expression to become further distorted with rage.

“Winnie Garland!” he hissed through gritted teeth. “You have a death wish!”

“Whatever you say.” Winnie didn’t seem afraid at all. She looked him straight in the eye mockingly. “You have the gun, so just shoot me. Why aren’t you taking action? Do you need me to show you how it’s done?”

that the barrel of the gun was pointed directly at

like how I fired at you earlier, shoot me

the metal gun barrel seeped through the fabric of Winnie’s clothing, pressing firmly against her

response, feeling the chill of the metal even against

instructions to buy some time, so she was left with no other choice but

had heard three long and one short cricket

knew this was Greta’s

is here

heard that signal, but Greta had yet to

to act as she and Harold were standing

had crouched down when he approached Winnie and told

completely

was hiding somewhere

might be a skilled sniper, but Winnie doubted whether she could

was why she had lured Harold into shooting her

tugged him backward,

no idea why Winnie did that, but he knew she was up to

his brain. When Winnie tugged him backward, he immediately pulled the trigger

wanted to fire away until he

ran out of bullets after three rounds. The cartridge

and Harold swapped places, Greta took aim at Harold with her

no idea Harold’s subordinate

result, the bullet

of warmth began to seep into Harold’s clothing as the man’s blood trickled into his collar. At that moment, Harold belatedly understood what

Winnie. “You tricked me