Chapter 689 Husband and Wife of One Mind

Chapter 689 Husband and Wife of One Mind

Victoria stood there calmly, watching them with a composed expression.

Paxon pushed Yolanda away. Faced with her crying, he showed no comfort whatsoever. Instead, he turned and walked toward Victoria.

A garbage truck happened to be coming toward them.

Paxon took off his jacket and threw it straight into the garbage truck.

Then he walked over to Victoria's side, looking at her with grievance in his eyes: "I didn't hug her. She suddenly threw herself at me. Please don't be mad, okay?"

Victoria looked at Yolanda standing there in shock, then at the jacket in the garbage truck.

A mysterious smile appeared on her face: "Mr. Winters, that's a custom-made jacket. It's very expensive. What a waste to just throw it away like that."

Paxon said without hesitation: "I won't keep anything that someone else has touched, no matter how expensive it is."

Hearing this, Victoria couldn't help but laugh: "It was just a hug. What's the big deal? I'm not that petty. Ms. Sharp is sad and upset right now. You're not being very gentlemanly treating her like this."

"I don't care about that. I only care about how you feel."

He said this very affectionately, his voice carrying a hint of huskiness.

Victoria's heart suddenly trembled, and her face involuntarily turned red.

She puffed out her cheeks at him: "Sweet talker."

Seeing she wasn't angry, Paxon poked her face with his finger and said with a smile: "How else can I make my wife happy?"

"I'm not your wife yet. Don't talk nonsense."

He pulled Victoria into his arms and kissed her forehead: "Sooner or later you will be. I'm just claiming some benefits in advance."

While the two of them were being affectionate here, Yolanda was stomping her feet in anger not far away.

She had only hugged Paxon once, and he threw away his jacket.

But now he was holding Victoria and wouldn't let go.

Talk about the difference comparison makes.

Yolanda clenched her fists hard.

Though unwilling in her heart, she put on a wronged expression on her face.

While wiping her tears, she walked over to Paxon and Victoria.

Her voice carried sadness: "Ms. Cross, I'm sorry. I was too upset just now and hugged Paxon on impulse. I hope Ms. Cross won't mind."

Victoria said carelessly: "I don't mind at all. I even wanted him to comfort you a bit longer. Ms. Sharp, don't mind his behavior just now. Paxon has never liked being touched by others since he was young, except by me."

Her words sounded comforting but were actually mocking.

How could Yolanda not hear it?

She bit her teeth hard, her face still bearing undried tears: "Sorry, I overstepped. I hope Ms. Cross won't misunderstand. After all, you've hugged other men before, so you shouldn't be so petty about it, right?"

Victoria couldn't help but laugh: "So Ms. Sharp has a habit of spying on people."

"Am I wrong? That day at the company entrance, I saw with my own eyes that Kieran hugged you. Why is it that when Paxon hugs me once, you make him throw away his jacket? That's not fair to him."

Yolanda felt too wronged and finally said what was hidden in her heart.

Victoria raised her eyebrow nonchalantly: "Ms. Sharp, Paxon threw away the jacket himself. It has nothing to do with me. And there's one important point—what happened between Kieran and me was an accident, and my conscience is clear. Ms. Sharp, dare you say you had no other intentions when you hugged Paxon just now?"

That one sentence left Yolanda speechless.

Of course she had intentions.

She deliberately exaggerated her father's condition to make Paxon sympathize with her.

She had thought Victoria would get angry seeing them hugging.

Which would affect their relationship.

Only if they had conflicts could she take advantage of the situation.

But she never expected Paxon would treat her like that—not only throwing away his jacket but immediately explaining everything clearly to Victoria.

Weren't male leads in novels supposed to be bad at expressing themselves?

Why did Paxon explain everything clearly to Victoria and report everything to her?

What did she lack compared to Victoria that Paxon would treat her this way?

Yet Yolanda's face showed great grievance, looking at Paxon with teary eyes: "Paxon, Ms. Cross has misunderstood. I really didn't think too much. I just felt that during our three years abroad, my dad often invited you home for dinner and treated you like family. I also felt our relationship was different from others. It seems we were being presumptuous. From the beginning to the end, you never considered us family."

She deliberately mentioned getting along with Paxon abroad, wanting to provoke Victoria.

How could Paxon not hear it? His brow furrowed slightly.

He rubbed Victoria's head and said: "There's still a difference between family and a lover. I can find doctors to save the professor, and I can help you at work, but I absolutely won't allow you to deliberately get close to me in front of my fiancée. Yolanda, don't be too clever. Victoria and I aren't fools. We both understand your intentions behind every move."

Paxon said these words without mercy.

His eyes were also cold as he looked at Yolanda.

This made her feel at a loss.

She hadn't expected Paxon would embarrass her like this for Victoria's sake.

She forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart and said with her head down: "Causing misunderstanding between you and Ms. Cross was my oversight. I'll be more careful in the future."

After speaking, she shed tears of grievance, walked to the operating room door, and cried sadly with her head in her hands.

Seeing her like this, Victoria tugged at Paxon's arm.

She said somewhat hesitantly: "Are we being a bit too harsh? After all, her father is still in surgery, his life hanging in the balance."

Paxon put his arm around her shoulder and said: "Don't worry. The expert team I found is very experienced. Even if there's only a ten percent chance, they'll succeed."

Victoria nodded: "Then I'll wait with you. Although I don't like Yolanda, Professor Sharp has been good to you after all."

"My little Victoria is becoming more and more understanding. How can I not love you?"

"Can you not talk so cheesily?"

"Am I? These are just my true thoughts. I just like to express them."

Paxon pinched Victoria's chubby cheeks and asked, looking at her cute appearance: "Victoria, do you like me a little bit more now?"

Victoria blinked her eyes a few times, her clear bright eyes glistening.

"If I say no, will you be very sad?"

"I'll be heartbroken."

"Oh, then for the sake of your parents not losing their son, I'll say yes."

She looked at Paxon with curved eyes, a mischievous glint in their depths.

Paxon smiled and pinched her chin: "Speaking of my parents, why don't you consider giving them a little granddaughter to play with?"

"I don't want to." Victoria said with flushed cheeks.

Paxon's lips curved in a mischievous smile: "Might be too late."