He put his arm around Winnie’s shoulders and held her tightly.
While all the cameras were pointed at them, they walked a full circle toward Xavier’s VVIP elevator.
In the elevator, Josiah questioned, “Did you purposely stop on the first floor to show off Dumbo to those reporters? You already knew the reporters are there, right?”
Furrowing his brows, Xavier replied, “No. You’re wrong.”
“Oh?”
Hearing Xavier denying it, Josiah and Winnie looked at Xavier with puzzled looks.
If it’s not because of that, then what? Their curiosity was piqued.
Xavier did not like how similar Josiah and Winnie’s reactions were, and he got jealous.
With that, he tightened his arm around Winnie’s waist.
“I went to show off Mrs. Fairchild,” he said to Josiah with tightly knitted brows.
He specifically emphasized on the words “Mrs. Fairchild.”
Then, Xavier continued, “Josiah, even though you’re my best friend, I will not allow you to call my wife ‘Dumbo.’ That is my special nickname for her. It’s a pet name that we use when we get intimate. You shouldn’t chime in on our affairs.”
At his words, Winnie had the urge to spew blood.
The first part of what Xavier said sounded all right. Introducing one’s significant other in public was a way to show how much they respected and cared for their beloved.
However, when he suddenly talked about pet names and being intimate in such a serious tone, she did not know how to react.
Josiah, who heard Xavier’s words, was fluctuating between being pale and being flushed.
Clearing his throat, he responded, “Do you have to be so love-struck? Fine, I won’t call her that anymore. Also, when did I ever chime in on your affairs? If the reporters heard what you said, they’re going to drag me down for being a paramour!”
Xavier furrowed his brows as he questioned, “Paramour? You have that in mind?”
Is he being serious? Did his intelligence go down the drain?
Truthfully, Josiah did feel a little bit guilty. Otherwise, he would not have lost his cool.
However, he knew that his best friend had no ill intentions; Xavier was just affected by the drug.
In a way, Xavier was a victim.
Noticing how the atmosphere in the elevator was getting tenser, Winnie decided to speak up.
Looking at Josiah, she uttered, “We’re all best friends, but there’s a limit to what we can joke about. The circumstances are a bit unique at the moment, so don’t mind him.”
“Understood,” Josiah replied with a nod.
Feeling unhappy, Xavier raised Winnie’s chin. His dark eyes exuded a strong sense of annoyance.
“What are you doing, Dumbo? Why are you only consoling him, not me? Am I not comparable to a rascal like Josiah?”
One by one, Winnie pried open Xavier’s fingers from her chin. Chuckling wryly, she answered, “That’s because everything you said is correct. There’s no need for consolation if you don’t need one, right?”
Satisfied by Winnie’s reply, Xavier proudly said, “Heh, so you do know how to please me, after all. Very good. As expected from my woman!”
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