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.”
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