When Xavier arrived in his car, he couldn't see the faces of the two people fighting because the headlights were too bright.
However, he recalled one of them looked like a woman. Additionally, there was a spot on her heel that reflected the headlights. He remembered that clearly because the reflected light hurt his eyes.
The thing reflecting the headlights looked just like the stud on Winnie's boots.
Not only that, the woman in his memory was about the same height as Winnie.
A frown formed on Xavier's face as he opened the door again. With a suspicious look in his eyes, he stared at Winnie's face.
Winnie instantly noticed the way he looked at her had changed. However, she didn't know what was giving her away, so she continued to act innocent like before.
“Come and sit with me in the car, Handsome.” As she spoke, she even patted the spot next to her in a dim-witted manner.
Xavier kneeled in front of her, gently held her injured hand, and stared at her. “Tell me, Dumbo. What clothes were you wearing today?”
“Clothes?” She lowered her head and stared at the sweater on her. “It's pink, and I have a pretty necklace.”
“I'm asking about your coat, Winnie.”
Why did he suddenly ask about my coat? Is he getting suspicious? Hmm, he must've seen it when I was fighting with that guy with a scar earlier. However, he and his goons had all run away earlier. There are no witnesses around anymore. As long as I continue to play dumb, Xavier can't do anything to me. So what if I said I was wearing a black coat? You can grab any random person off the street, and you'll see they are wearing black coats. Winnie stayed silent for a moment before answering, “Uhm, let me think... It's black. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mary. She's the one who gave it to me.”
After her sentence concluded, she was going to exit the car to find Mary.
She even intentionally used her injured hand to open the car door and hurt herself. “Ouch! My hand is in so much pain...”
Xavier began to wonder if he was overthinking it as he stared at the clumsy woman in front of him. Still, it's just a stud. There are many shoes with a stud. This doesn't mean anything.
However, there were still questions in his mind. “When the bad guys took you away, did someone come to rescue you?”
“There is!” Winnie replied confidently with a pair of sparkling eyes. “It's you, Handsome! You're the best.”
Then she kissed him on his cheek.
The sudden soft and wet sensation on his face triggered something in his brain.
In that split second, he wanted to clasp the back of her head tightly before invading and dominating her to show her what a true kiss was like.
However, his lust was extinguished when he saw her sparkling eyes.
In a quick, single motion, he stood up and pulled out his phone. “Let me save people first.”
When the door closed, the innocence and purity in Winnie's eyes faded. Who set this up to mess with me? Hmm, it seems like the most likely suspect is the person I met at the hospital earlier, Kylie. Hah, she really needs to be taught a lesson. My hand was hurt, and my identity was almost exposed because of her.
In an effort to avoid making Xavier suspicious, she continued to act as if she hadn't learned her lesson and clamored that she wanted to sleep with him.
When her wish was fulfilled, she couldn't help but continue to act stupid and tease him. She just really liked seeing him acting unlike himself when he was around her.
More than that, she liked his deep, hoarse voice. It was so alluring to her that she couldn't help but want to possess him entirely.
Yet, it seemed like he was avoiding her. The pain she suffered that night was still fresh on her mind, so, in the end, she didn't push her luck.
That didn't bother her because she still enjoyed sleeping with a man who was as warm as a heater.
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