Chapter 202

Graham widened his eyes in astonishment and said, “Madam, you must be joking!”

Let’s not mention how childish Ophelia’s decision was; she was even less reliable than Alfred. Going there would have been just the same as delivering vegetables, right? If anything happened to her, with Mr. Winford’s temper and how much he valued her, he would definitely have to be buried with her!

“I was not joking!”

Ophelia was serious; rather than letting her husband take the risk, she decided to do it herself. Or rather, it was most appropriate for her to go, because in her past life, although she did not participate in this matter, she understood it very well, to the extent that she even knew the specific arrangements of those kidnappers… However, she just couldn’t tell Graham or Winford about these things; otherwise, how would she explain why she knew them? So, after thinking it over, there was only one choice left!

“You waited for me here for a moment, and you were not allowed to go upstairs to look for him!” she said to Graham.

Graham was about to say something when Ophelia interjected, “Or do you want Mr. Winford to take the risk himself?”

Graham was immediately choked up.

Ophelia said, “Don’t worry, since I dare to say this, I must be confident about it. Just trust me this once, okay?”

Hearing her speak so confidently, Graham felt a conflict within himself for several seconds, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and said, “Okay!”

Ophelia was right; rather than letting Mr. Winford take the risk, he preferred to trust her once!

Ophelia nodded and ran upstairs. She dug out an incense stick from her small study and then returned to the bedroom. As soon as she reached the edge of the bed, the man pulled her into his arms.

“Why did you take so long to come back?”

Suddenly, he smelled a strange fragrance, opened his eyes, and looked towards the bedside. “What is that?”

Ophelia blinked and said, “I couldn’t sleep very well, so I got something to help me sleep.”

Winford almost laughed. How could you say you couldn’t sleep after sleeping like that before? But for such a trivial matter, he certainly let her be and didn’t say anything more. He ruffled her hair and said, “Go to sleep.”

He glanced at the time and wanted to get up.

Ophelia hurriedly grabbed him and asked, “Where were you going?”

“Good, you keep sleeping, I will go take care of some things.”

The matter of the medical record still needed to be dealt with. She had originally intended to take care of it, but she insisted that he accompany her, so it was temporarily put aside. However, it was time to deal with it. As for sleep, he was able to stay awake for two nights without sleeping; half a night was nothing to him.

Ophelia became anxious. She had finally managed to light the incense, and if he didn’t sleep, wouldn’t that mean all her efforts were in vain? So she hugged him even tighter and acted cute, saying, “No, darling, please stay with me a little, I'll handle the things!”

Unable to resist her coquetry, Winford ultimately lay back down again. Seeing her wrap around him like an octopus, as if afraid he would leave, a trace of indulgence and helplessness flashed in his dark eyes.

Forget it, let Graham handle it too. He didn’t care about Elva’s life or death; the kidnappers had essentially lost their leverage. It was no difficult task for them to silence her and dispose of the leaked medical records.

Twenty minutes later.

Ophelia quietly opened her eyes. She lay on top of the man and whispered, “Honey?” She also carefully poked his handsome and charming face. With Winford’s keen perception, he should have noticed as soon as she moved, but at that moment, despite her condition, he showed no reaction.

It succeeded!

Ophelia breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed her clothes before going downstairs.

Graham had been waiting anxiously downstairs. When he saw her come down, he asked, “What about Mr. Winford? He didn’t find out, did he?”

“Don’t worry, he wouldn’t find out. Let’s go!”

Ophelia was very confident in the incense she had blended herself.

Two hours later.

Suburb.

“Elva, hurry up!”

Alfred was covered in blood, enduring the intense pain in his body, and suddenly pushed Elva forward with a forceful shove. Looking back for a moment, the kidnappers behind didn’t know what was going on and suddenly ran away, not pursuing any further. However, no one could guarantee that they were safe at that moment!

“Woo woo. Alfred… Alfred!” Elva, with tears streaming down her face, looked at Alfred lying on the ground, terrified and at a loss.