Chapter 48 Embracing Him in the Scorching Heat of Midnight
The woman's breath invaded Zachary's senses, and his body stiffened. Furrowing his brows, he pushed her away, "Public place, be mindful of the influence."
Winona thought, wasn't it you who initiated the kiss? If it wasn't to bother Fiona, do you think I would willingly kiss you?
Winona rolled her eyes, "Asshole, pretending to be righteous."
Fiona heard this insulting remark. She thought Zachary would be angry. At least from her perspective, everything Winona did now was challenging his boundaries. Surprisingly, Zachary wasn't angry; he simply wore a stoic expression, "Regardless, you are Mrs. Bailey. Don't act as vulgar as other women."
Winona pretended not to hear his words.
Lydia, due to her poor health, couldn't keep up with the energy required for socializing. After attending a few engagements, she went upstairs to rest. However, even though she left, the party continued. The people who came today were here for the influence of the Bailey family, especially for the current power holder, Zachary.
Winona didn't want to flaunt their relationship by holding hands, so she sat on the couch in the lounge area, holding a wine glass.
There were others on the couch, and when they saw her, they all stood up and greeted her, "Mrs. Bailey, you look stunning tonight!"
Winona nodded politely, knowing in her heart that they were only complimenting Mrs. Bailey, not her, Winona.
"Mrs. Bailey… "
"Are you a cultural artifact restorer? I happen to have some family heirlooms at home that have been damaged over time. I don't know if you'd be willing to take a look and help?" The person speaking didn't actually have any cultural artifacts at home. They were just trying to use this as a way to get close to Winona and climb the social ladder to Zachary.
After all, everyone could clearly see the intimacy between Winona and Mr. Bailey just now!
Winona didn't hesitate. There was no need to refuse an opportunity to make money. "I only have some basic skills, and I can't guarantee that I'll be able to repair them."
No matter how skilled she was, she couldn't perform miracles. She definitely couldn't fix something that had been completely shattered.
The person eagerly nodded. Seeing Winona's easygoing attitude and absence of the haughty arrogance of a high-class woman, they began to think about making friends.
Lydia's birthday banquet was held at home, and those who received invitations naturally came from well-off families.
"Mrs. Bailey, you shouldn't have forgiven her just now. That woman was obviously trying to cover up the situation. Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental? You should have stood your ground and let everyone see through her snake-like hypocrisy."
Others echoed, "She must have used the time when you were on the phone to coordinate her story with someone else. Some people these days are truly shameless!"
Winona leaned against the corner of the sofa with her body slightly tilted. She was starting to feel a little drunk and didn't want to talk. However, the people next to her were annoying, constantly chattering.
In order to make them shut up, she could only respond with a perfunctory "mmm."
Sure enough, the two of them soon fell silent. Winona thought she could finally have a peaceful rest, but then she saw the two of them suddenly stand up and say, "...Mr. Bailey."
Zachary's imposing aura was hard to resist, especially when his expression was emotionless. When the two saw his gaze fall on Winona, they quickly understood and left.
Winona's initially displeased expression turned into annoyance as soon as she saw Zachary. She almost wrote "I hate you" on her face. "Why are you here again?"
This person had appeared next to her more frequently today than in the past year.
Zachary's deep voice rumbled, "If I don't come, how would I know that my mother's sensible and well-mannered good daughter-in-law talks behind people's backs so smoothly."
Winona detected the sting in his words and retorted, "You sure know how to insult people..."
With a pause in her words, her gaze swept the living room, not finding Fiona's figure. She instantly understood, a sarcastic smile in her expression, "What? Is your beloved one feeling wronged and wants to jump off a building? So you rushed here to defend her?"
Zachary's face turned pale, and his thin lips clenched with anger. "Winona, when did you become so harsh?"
"Does it matter if I'm harsh or not? We're getting divorced anyway. Instead of correcting your ex-wife's behavior here, why don't you take care of your beloved one? If she can't bear it and ends up covered in blood, it will shock the elders."
Winona just wanted to get rid of him quickly. If it weren't for Lydia's feelings, she would have left and returned to her rented apartment a long time ago. There was no need to suffer here.
Seeing that the woman didn't give him any face, Zachary, thinking back on the idle talk of a few people just now, he emphasized, "The damaged painting has nothing to do with Fiona."
Winona raised an eyebrow, "How do you know it's unrelated?"
Zachary didn't like to explain, but after a few seconds of silence, he patiently said, "Emily just mentioned it on the phone, it was her carelessness."
Winona snorted, "Maybe Fiona feels guilty, and Emily just took the opportunity to admit her mistake."
Anything is possible, after all, that phone call came too coincidentally.
"She didn't." His tone was decisive. It was clear that his trust in Fiona was unparalleled.
Winona couldn't describe the bitter feeling that flashed through her heart at this moment. It would be hard for anyone to witness the deep affection and trust of the man they liked for another woman.
She closed her eyes, not wanting to hear him speak anymore, leaning her head against the sofa. "Got it, I'm tired."
The hidden meaning was; get up and leave!
Zachary stared at her for a while, seeing that she really leaned back against the sofa and closed her eyes. A surge of nameless anger rose in his heart, but Winona didn't do anything excessive, she just simply didn't want to pay attention to him.
He suppressed his anger and said in a neutral tone, "Go upstairs and sleep, don't feel ashamed."
Winona was waiting for these words, without even a moment's pause, she got up and went upstairs at a fast pace, wishing she could sprout wings.
Back in her room, she took a quick shower and went straight to bed.
She didn't know when the birthday banquet ended, only knowing that she felt hot in the middle of the night, as if her back was pressed against something scorching, making her uncomfortable and wanting to struggle, but her limbs were restrained and couldn't move.
Luckily, this feeling disappeared quickly, it was probably just a nightmare...
The next day, Winona was awakened by the alarm clock. She was the only one in the room, and the bedsheet beside her was neatly laid out, without any signs of someone sleeping there.
Zachary didn't sleep here last night.
This thought made her dazed for a moment. He performed the role of a perfect husband at the banquet and then didn't return to the room.
Such contrasting sides of a man!
She changed her clothes and walked out of the room, coincidentally seeing the door next to their door open and Matthew walking out from inside.
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