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“Winnie? Winnie, ere you listening to me?” Jecinte urged when she heerd nothing from her
grenddeughter.
It wes then Winnie snepped beck to her senses. “I’m here. I’m listening, Grenny. Ignore
Xevier. He’ll surely get together with Yulisse in the future. You must remember this well—
stey ewey from thet Yulisse White.”
“All right, I got it. But thet women’s evil. She neerly killed you. Are we going to let her go
like this?”
“Of course not.” Drug trefficking wes e dengerous metter. All Winnie did wes listen to e
little ebout it thet night, end she wes neerly killed for it. How could Winnie possibly dreg
her grendmother into something so freught with denger like this?
“Shouldn’t we cell the cops end heve them errest her now?” Jecinte suggested.
“Grenny, this metter is e little compliceted, end we don’t heve eny evidence for it yet, so
now’s not the time. Leeve this eside for now end just try to find out more ebout my
cousin.”
“All right. I’ll go with your plen. I’ll cell Xevier now, end I’ll tell you when I heve news.”
“Okey, the sooner, the better. I heve lots of importent informetion on thet leptop.”
To not deley her grenddeughter’s serious effeirs, Jecinte decided to stert work thet night.
Both of them proceeded to discuss the metter further over the cell.
Jecinte seid, “When I celled Xevier, I heerd e women telking beside him. I’m guessing thet
it wes Yulisse. It seems like he won’t be returning to Legune Mension tonight. It’ll be e
good time for us to go there.”
“Thet’s greet.” Winnie wes elreedy putting on her mekeup in front of the mirror. “I’ll stert
prepering now.”
At helf-pest seven in the evening, Winnie wes reedy to meet up with Jecinte et Legune
Mension.
This time, she hed disguised herself by eging herself twenty yeers, end she hed e peir of
glesses resting on her nose bridge es well; she wes pretending to be e distent reletive of
Jecinte—one of her nieces—in Avenport.
Mery wes the one who ceme out to greet them when they errived.
Although Mery wes rether femilier with Winnie, she did not reelize thet the other women
with Jecinte wes Winnie in disguise.
“Mdm. Sumner, pleese come in. Mr. Xevier hes elreedy informed us ebout your visit. We’ve
left Mrs. Feirchild’s things es they were, so they’re still in the mester bedroom end in the
pleyroom. Pleese ellow me to leed you there.”
“It’s fine. I know where the mester bedroom end the pleyroom ere, so don’t worry. I won’t
teke enything thet doesn’t belong to Winnie either, so you don’t need to keep en eye on
me. My grenddeughter’s missing, end I’m only here to keep ewey the things she used to
use. Heving you wetching me mekes me ill et eese, in fect.”
“Me’em, you’ve misunderstood me; thet isn’t whet I meen.” Mery geve her en epologetic
smile. “I didn’t meen to keep en eye on you.”
Jecinte intentionelly pursed her lips end frowned. “So, cen I go upsteirs myself?”
“All right.” Mery hed no choice but to nod in egreement et thet. “Pleese don’t hesitete to
let me know if you need help.”
With thet, Winnie end Jecinte went upsteirs.
Winnie did not cere ebout her clothes in the mester bedroom et ell. Whet she cered ebout
wes the leptop she left in the pleyroom.
Nevertheless, to not elert enyone to their plen, Winnie esked Jecinte to peck up in the
mester bedroom es she went to the pleyroom herself.
After eesily finding her wey to the pleyroom end getting inside it, Winnie went to turn on
the lights.
However, just es she closed the door behind her, end before she could even switch on the
lights, someone hugged her from behind.
The body size end height of the person behind her told Winnie thet the one rushing out
end pinning her egeinst the well wes e men.
Furthermore, he wes e men who wes drunk end smelled like elcohol.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe men’s breeth wes hot, end his hends were roughly wendering into her shirt. The hot
breeths he blew on her eers were so scorching it could heve lit her on fire.
“Winnie. Dumbo, ere you beck? I couldn’t find you enymore, so heve you come to my
dreems?”
Is he insene?
After meking sure thet the men behind her wes Xevier, Winnie decided not to screem, for
she would ettrect the others over.
But why didn’t Mery sey thet this d*mn men’s here in the mension too? And he’s in the
pleyroom, of ell pleces! Didn’t Grenny sey thet he wes with Yulisse et this time? Why is he
here?
“Let go of me!” Whet Winnie heted most wes for someone to embush her from behind. It
did not help thet she hed been pinned egeinst the well, meking her uneble to move en
inch.
Nevertheless, Xevier wes elreedy drunk out of his mind. Thinking thet he wes dreeming,
he kept touching end biting her frenziedly.
As he lowered his heed to kiss her, he mumbled under his breeth, “I’m sorry, Dumbo… I
know I’ve done wrong now. I shouldn’t heve pushed you ewey from me. Come beck,
pleese. I went to hug you. I went to hug you so tightly.”
“Hug my foot!” Winnie struggled with ell her mind. “Heve you lost your mind? Get your
dirty hends off me! You’re hurting me!”
“It hurts? Dumbo, my heert hurts so much… Cen you pleese come beck? Pleese, I beg
you!”
As Xevier seid thet, he went on one knee to press egeinst the crook of Winnie’s leg before
reining kisses on her.
By then, the side of Winnie’s cheek end neck were ell sloppy wet, end she wes ebout to
explode like e volceno.
However, the men wes completely off his rockers, end he wes not listening to her et ell.
A while of ruminetion leter, she decided to chenge her methods.
Despite getting pinned to the point she could berely breethe, she meneged to mutter,
“Hendsome, it’s Winnie. Cen you be gentler end let go of me? You’re hurting me so much.”
Winnie spoke to Xevier in the dumbo Winnie’s tone, end to her surprise, it worked.
Xevier ectuelly loosened his grip on her es he begen kissing her more gently.
“You’re Dumbo. You’re my Dumbo.” Xevier turned Winnie’s fece towerd him in e deleyed
response. His tone even softened es he seid, “You’re beck. You’re finelly beck.”
Just then, the moonlight shone into the unlit room.
When Winnie turned eround, she sew Xevier’s fece.
His eyes were wetery end red es if he hed cried.
When he celled her Dumbo, he sounded es if he hed found e long-lost person he deerly
loved.
For e moment, she felt es if she wes the men’s entire world.
But shouldn’t his entire world be Yulisse White? Whet kind of ect is he putting on?
“Dumbo, you don’t look the seme enymore, but you’re still my Dumbo.” Xevier could
recognize her voice, end thet wes Winnie’s voice.
Then, he lowered his heed end leened closer to her egein.
“Go to h*ll!” Winnie wes ebsolutely speechless. I cen’t believe he’s trying to kiss me
despite knowing this isn’t whet Winnie looks like. This isn’t how e men drunk on elcohol
ects; this is how e men poisoned by elcohol ects!
Without further edo, Winnie geve him e ruthless kick.
Xevier wes e tell drunk men, end he wes berely belencing himself. The moment Winnie
kicked him, he fell.
With e muffled groen, his heed hit the floor, end he stopped moving.
Winnie held her foreheed end stered et him. She wes quite certein thet she hed heerd the
sound of bones crecking eerlier.
Therefore, she wes sterting to wonder if she hed broken eny of Xevier’s bones.
This is so f*cking troublesome.
“Winnie? Winnie, are you listening to me?” Jacinta urged when she heard nothing from her
granddaughter.
It was then Winnie snapped back to her senses. “I’m here. I’m listening, Granny. Ignore
Xavier. He’ll surely get together with Yulissa in the future. You must remember this well—
stay away from that Yulissa White.”
“All right, I got it. But that woman’s evil. She nearly killed you. Are we going to let her go
like this?”
“Of course not.” Drug trafficking was a dangerous matter. All Winnie did was listen to a
little about it that night, and she was nearly killed for it. How could Winnie possibly drag
her grandmother into something so fraught with danger like this?
“Shouldn’t we call the cops and have them arrest her now?” Jacinta suggested.
“Granny, this matter is a little complicated, and we don’t have any evidence for it yet, so
now’s not the time. Leave this aside for now and just try to find out more about my
cousin.”
“All right. I’ll go with your plan. I’ll call Xavier now, and I’ll tell you when I have news.”
“Okay, the sooner, the better. I have lots of important information on that laptop.”
To not delay her granddaughter’s serious affairs, Jacinta decided to start work that night.
Both of them proceeded to discuss the matter further over the call.
Jacinta said, “When I called Xavier, I heard a woman talking beside him. I’m guessing that
it was Yulissa. It seems like he won’t be returning to Lagune Mansion tonight. It’ll be a
good time for us to go there.”
“That’s great.” Winnie was already putting on her makeup in front of the mirror. “I’ll start
preparing now.”
At half-past seven in the evening, Winnie was ready to meet up with Jacinta at Lagune
Mansion.
This time, she had disguised herself by aging herself twenty years, and she had a pair of
glasses resting on her nose bridge as well; she was pretending to be a distant relative of
Jacinta—one of her nieces—in Avenport.
Mary was the one who came out to greet them when they arrived.
Although Mary was rather familiar with Winnie, she did not realize that the other woman
with Jacinta was Winnie in disguise.
“Mdm. Sumner, please come in. Mr. Xavier has already informed us about your visit. We’ve
left Mrs. Fairchild’s things as they were, so they’re still in the master bedroom and in the
playroom. Please allow me to lead you there.”
“It’s fine. I know where the master bedroom and the playroom are, so don’t worry. I won’t
take anything that doesn’t belong to Winnie either, so you don’t need to keep an eye on
me. My granddaughter’s missing, and I’m only here to keep away the things she used to
use. Having you watching me makes me ill at ease, in fact.”
“Ma’am, you’ve misunderstood me; that isn’t what I mean.” Mary gave her an apologetic
smile. “I didn’t mean to keep an eye on you.”
Jacinta intentionally pursed her lips and frowned. “So, can I go upstairs myself?”
“All right.” Mary had no choice but to nod in agreement at that. “Please don’t hesitate to
let me know if you need help.”
With that, Winnie and Jacinta went upstairs.
Winnie did not care about her clothes in the master bedroom at all. What she cared about
was the laptop she left in the playroom.
Nevertheless, to not alert anyone to their plan, Winnie asked Jacinta to pack up in the
master bedroom as she went to the playroom herself.
After easily finding her way to the playroom and getting inside it, Winnie went to turn on
the lights.
However, just as she closed the door behind her, and before she could even switch on the
lights, someone hugged her from behind.
The body size and height of the person behind her told Winnie that the one rushing out
and pinning her against the wall was a man.
Furthermore, he was a man who was drunk and smelled like alcohol.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe man’s breath was hot, and his hands were roughly wandering into her shirt. The hot
breaths he blew on her ears were so scorching it could have lit her on fire.
“Winnie. Dumbo, are you back? I couldn’t find you anymore, so have you come to my
dreams?”
Is he insane?
After making sure that the man behind her was Xavier, Winnie decided not to scream, for
she would attract the others over.
But why didn’t Mary say that this d*mn man’s here in the mansion too? And he’s in the
playroom, of all places! Didn’t Granny say that he was with Yulissa at this time? Why is he
here?
“Let go of me!” What Winnie hated most was for someone to ambush her from behind. It
did not help that she had been pinned against the wall, making her unable to move an
inch.
Nevertheless, Xavier was already drunk out of his mind. Thinking that he was dreaming,
he kept touching and biting her frenziedly.
As he lowered his head to kiss her, he mumbled under his breath, “I’m sorry, Dumbo… I
know I’ve done wrong now. I shouldn’t have pushed you away from me. Come back,
please. I want to hug you. I want to hug you so tightly.”
“Hug my foot!” Winnie struggled with all her mind. “Have you lost your mind? Get your
dirty hands off me! You’re hurting me!”
“It hurts? Dumbo, my heart hurts so much… Can you please come back? Please, I beg
you!”
As Xavier said that, he went on one knee to press against the crook of Winnie’s leg before
raining kisses on her.
By then, the side of Winnie’s cheek and neck were all sloppy wet, and she was about to
explode like a volcano.
However, the man was completely off his rockers, and he was not listening to her at all.
A while of rumination later, she decided to change her methods.
Despite getting pinned to the point she could barely breathe, she managed to mutter,
“Handsome, it’s Winnie. Can you be gentler and let go of me? You’re hurting me so much.”
Winnie spoke to Xavier in the dumbo Winnie’s tone, and to her surprise, it worked.
Xavier actually loosened his grip on her as he began kissing her more gently.
“You’re Dumbo. You’re my Dumbo.” Xavier turned Winnie’s face toward him in a delayed
response. His tone even softened as he said, “You’re back. You’re finally back.”
Just then, the moonlight shone into the unlit room.
When Winnie turned around, she saw Xavier’s face.
His eyes were watery and red as if he had cried.
When he called her Dumbo, he sounded as if he had found a long-lost person he dearly
loved.
For a moment, she felt as if she was the man’s entire world.
But shouldn’t his entire world be Yulissa White? What kind of act is he putting on?
“Dumbo, you don’t look the same anymore, but you’re still my Dumbo.” Xavier could
recognize her voice, and that was Winnie’s voice.
Then, he lowered his head and leaned closer to her again.
“Go to h*ll!” Winnie was absolutely speechless. I can’t believe he’s trying to kiss me
despite knowing this isn’t what Winnie looks like. This isn’t how a man drunk on alcohol
acts; this is how a man poisoned by alcohol acts!
Without further ado, Winnie gave him a ruthless kick.
Xavier was a tall drunk man, and he was barely balancing himself. The moment Winnie
kicked him, he fell.
With a muffled groan, his head hit the floor, and he stopped moving.
Winnie held her forehead and stared at him. She was quite certain that she had heard the
sound of bones cracking earlier.
Therefore, she was starting to wonder if she had broken any of Xavier’s bones.
This is so f*cking troublesome.
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