Silly Bride novel (Winnie and Xavier) novel Chapter 170

Without a change in his expression, Xavier asked, “Dumbo, since when did you know how to drive?”

Winnie glanced at him again. “Do you think a dumb person would know how to drive? Take your time to mull over it.”

He then fell silent for some time, gently stroking the back of her hand.

By the time he spoke again, there was a deep frown between his eyebrows.

“Can I be cured?” he asked.

Winnie’s heart skipped a beat, and she almost ran a red light.

She slammed on the brakes and nodded at Xavier.

“Yes. Trust me,” she replied.

Xavier grunted in response, but his expression had become more serious.

“If I’m cured, will you still be the same Dumbo?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Because I keep getting the feeling that…” His voice trailed away as he eyed Winnie. A sense of stuffiness arose in his heart.

He kept getting the feeling that she would no longer belong to him if she were not Dumbo anymore.

Even so, he could not let her know his concern. She has to belong to me, only me.

The man suddenly reached out an arm and cupped the back of Winnie’s head before leaning over and kissing her hard.

Only when the car behind them honked did Winnie push Xavier away.

She quickly found a spot to park the car and threw herself at him.

“How could you do that when I’m driving, huh? Do you wish to die?” she growled.

Within the tight space inside the car, Xavier’s big, warm hands explored Winnie’s body.

Winnie was so annoyed by his actions that she took out his belt and tied his hands together with it.

Just as she was about to teach him a lesson, her phone suddenly rang.

At the sight of Josiah’s name on the screen, she pinched Xavier’s chin, warning, “I’m going to let you off for now. Just wait. I’m going to teach you a lesson when I get back.”

Xavier’s chest heaved as he breathed, “Okay. Let’s do that in a more spacious place.”

His lustful eyes made Winnie want to continue with what they were doing.

However, she took a deep breath, lifted Xavier’s shirt, and covered his face with it to get some peace of mind.

Upon returning to the driver’s seat, Winnie answered the call. “Are you awake, Dr. Houghton?”

Josiah was extremely frustrated. “Ugh, don’t remind me of it. I never imagined myself falling unconscious thanks to my own sedative. Louis and I are on the way to Avenport. How are things going on your side?”

“It’s over. You two can go straight to Lagune Mansion. We’re about an hour’s drive away.”

“Lagune Mansion, eh? Then we’ll be reaching there in about an hour as well. How’s Xavier? Is he emotionally stable?”

Winnie glanced at Xavier, sitting in the front passenger seat and trying to free his hands from the belt with his teeth.

She gulped and answered, “Yeah. He’s doing all right.”

“That’s good. Let’s talk more in person later.”

About an hour later, both groups arrived at Lagune Mansion at about the same time.

Xavier frowned when he saw the wound on Louis’ head.

“Did I do that?” he asked.

Louis brushed his hair to cover his wound. “I was too careless.”

The frown between Xavier’s eyebrows deepened. “I’ll give you two months’ worth of bonus.”

“Right. You’re right. I’m being too anxious.”

“I feel you.” Winnie sighed silently. If only Xavier could recover part of his memories. At the very least, he could let me know where the badge is. It looks like I’ve got to look into Nate as well. My only concern is that he won’t cooperate by hiding the truth.

The next morning, Winnie woke up at six o’clock when the sun had not fully risen. She then called Josiah, inviting him over.

Josiah was still rubbing his eyes when he arrived. “Isn’t this too early? Aren’t you tired from yesterday’s events?”

Winnie massaged her temples. “I’m good. Xavier, on the other hand, didn’t sleep the entire night again. He’s going to torture himself to death if he keeps that up.”

The thought of that gave Josiah a headache. “Let’s give Mr. Zimmerman a call, then. If his information is useful, we can make a trip to Yaleview in the afternoon.”

It did not take long for Winnie to get in touch with Michael. Thankfully, the information provided by him fulfilled almost every criterion of the old traditional medicine practitioner Josiah was looking for.

Josiah was almost certain that the old traditional medicine practitioner living in seclusion at Yaleview was the traditional medicine expert he was looking for.

To show his sincerity, he made a trip to Yaleview in person.

Winnie, however, went nowhere. She was forced by Xavier to keep him company, staying in his office while he worked.

At about three or four o’clock in the afternoon, Winnie reckoned Josiah had already met the old traditional medicine practitioner.

Hence, she sent him a text to get some updates.

To her dismay, there was no reply from him even though an hour had passed.

Winnie could not help but feel restless.

Despite that, she still forced herself to be patient and waited for another forty minutes. That was when Josiah’s call finally came in.

“How did it go?” Winnie dived straight into the topic.

To her surprise, his voice sounded tired.

“Not good. Things went badly,” he answered.