Silly Bride novel (Winnie and Xavier) novel Chapter 244

By the time Winnie got to the courtyard, Harold had already made the necessary preparations and was standing by the car, waiting for her.

As soon as he saw her, he broke into a smile. “Good morning, Ms. Vivian. Did you get a good night’s sleep?”

“Hello, Mr. Horton,” Winnie replied cordially before rubbing her temples. “I didn’t sleep well. I had a bit too much to drink.”

“Ah, my apologies. I shouldn’t have drunk so much with you last night. If I had known, I’d have stopped you.”

“No, it’s not your fault, Mr. Horton,” Winnie hurriedly explained while waving her hand. “I was the one who wanted to drink, so please don’t blame yourself. I’ll feel better with some fresh air. Anyway, which car should I take?”

“Well, if you don’t mind, you can always join me in mine. I can guarantee your safety in it,” Harold said as he pointed at an armored car behind him.

Winnie had long noticed the vehicle when she stepped into the courtyard. It was undoubtedly an impregnable fortress, but accepting Harold’s offer would also mean she couldn’t pull any tricks under his watchful eye.

With all that in mind, she immediately shook her head. “No. I have a terrible headache, and getting some fresh air along the way would be good. I won’t be able to enjoy your ride today, Mr. Horton, but I’m sure there will be other chances.”

“Sure,” Harold said gently, chuckling as he did. “We’ll save it for the next time, then. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.”

“Exactly!” Winnie said with a nod before gesturing at a military jeep behind Harold. “I think I’ll take that one. Even when I’m wearing the hood, I’ll still be able to get some fresh air.”

Harold glanced in the direction Winnie was pointing and smiled approvingly.

“You have impeccable taste, Ms. Vivian! That car is also one of my favorites, and it rides smoothly even on rough terrain. I hope you don’t mind the hood. All my friends had to wear it at the start too. Of course, we can do without it once we’ve gotten to know each other better.”

Smiling faintly, Winnie took a hood from Harold’s subordinate without hesitation. “I understand. I’ll put it on myself. I don’t want you guys ruining my hair.”

“You sure do take great care of your looks, Ms. Vivian.”

“Oh, yes. I can lose my head, but I can’t mess up my hair,” Winnie casually replied as she put on the hood and took a deep breath. “Done. Let’s go.”

Ever the gentleman, Harold smiled and gently placed Winnie’s hand on his forearm. “Here, Ms. Vivian. You can hold onto my arm.”

Winnie thanked Harold and quickly fell into step beside him.

However, right before she was about to get into the car, Winnie suddenly stopped in her tracks.

“Hang on!”

Harold instantly furrowed his brow. “What’s the matter, Ms. Vivian? Is there something wrong?”

“There is, indeed!” Winnie exclaimed. Before anyone else could react, she pulled her hand away from the man and removed her hood.

Everything happened so fast that Harold and his subordinates were shocked. The more vigilant ones had already trained their guns on Winnie.

When she saw the scene before her, Winnie knitted her eyebrows together in annoyance.

She scanned the faces in the crowd, and her gaze finally came to rest on Harold’s.

Harold had curled his lips back into a smile. “What’s wrong?”

Despite his gentle demeanor, he made no effort to get his subordinates to lower their guns.

That, of course, didn’t sit well with Winnie. “Don’t you think you’re being overcautious, Mr. Horton? I’ve only just realized that someone’s missing. Must you guys react like this?”

“Oh?” Harold remarked, still grinning away. “In that case, why don’t you enlighten me, Ms. Vivian? Who’s missing?”

“How forgetful of you, Mr. Horton. Where’s Chris? I said I wanted him to get on his knees and beg me for forgiveness! Didn’t you promise me that last night, Mr. Horton? Has it slipped your mind already?”

Harold’s eyes grew wide as realization dawned upon him. “Oh, you meant Chris! In all honesty, Ms. Vivian, I’ve asked him along, but he turned me down. He’s one of my good friends, so I don’t wish to force him either.”

“Are you kidding me, Mr. Horton?” Winnie scoffed. “Between you and Chris, who has more authority here? How can he not obey your orders?”

“Haha. I heard you lashed out at Chris last night, Ms. Vivian. Why go to such lengths, though? Don’t you know that forcing things to happen seldom provides positive results?”

After taking a deep breath, Winnie retorted, “Mr. Horton, I’ll be the one to judge whether my method works or not. If you behave similarly and go back on your word after our discussion to work together, then I don’t see the point in visiting your laboratory today.”

With that, she turned around and prepared to leave.

Upon seeing the scene unfold in front of them, Harold’s subordinate immediately aimed his gun at the back of Winnie’s head.

Feeling amused, Winnie slowly turned around and stared Harold in the eye.

“Do you think I’m someone who fears death, Mr. Horton? If I did, I wouldn’t have gone into this line!”

The next second, Winnie launched her attack.

By the time Harold and his subordinates realized what was happening, Winnie was already clutching the gun previously aimed at her.

More than ten seconds later, she expertly took the gun apart and dropped its parts all over the ground.

For the first time, Harold was no longer smiling as he gestured for the rest of his subordinates to put their guns down.

“Are you that determined to get Chris here?”

To his surprise, Winnie chuckled. “Why do you still not get it, Mr. Horton? I couldn’t care less about Chris or anyone else, for that matter. All I want is for you to keep your promise.”

Even though Harold was impressed by Winnie’s courage in the face of danger and her ability to dismantle a gun, he also couldn’t deny that he was shocked at her temper.

How is she so calm and impulsive at the same time? More importantly, why would she lose her cool over a man? Then again, I guess people with such feisty personalities are much better than those who keep to themselves.

“I want someone to get Chris here this instance! Even if he refuses, do whatever it takes to haul him over!” Harold ordered before smiling and turning to Winnie. “Will this do, Ms. Vivian? Rest assured that I, Harold Horton, would never go back on my word. I merely assumed you had lost interest in Chris after last night.”

Winnie curled her lips into a half smile. “I know this is your territory, Mr. Horton, but now that we’re working together, I’d prefer it if you stopped making assumptions.”

“Very well, then,” Harold replied without missing a beat. “I’ve given you my promise, so it’s only right that I do as you say.”

Winnie simply hummed in acknowledgment and said nothing more.

Not long after, Christopher appeared and strode toward Harold.