So this was the man she'd once fought her whole family to be with? The man she'd crossed an ocean for, ignoring all their protests, just to stay by his side?
Turns out, in his eyes, a shipment that could fetch a high price was worth more than she was.
Winona caught the storm clouding Sue's face and shot Eric a glare that burned with fury.
He can't even protect his own wife. Does he even deserve to call himself a man?
Eric was kicking himself with regret. If he'd known his wife had such an influential college friend, why had he bothered cozying up to that sleazy old creep?
Back when Eric was studying abroad in Seastone City, he hadn't gone to the same university as Winona and Sue. He'd met Sue at an off-campus event. After they started dating, Sue had wanted to introduce him to Winona, but with graduation looming, there was always something else going on—deadlines, farewells, last-minute plans. In the end, they never met. So, when he ran into President Thorne at that seminar, it hadn't even crossed his mind that she might be his wife's college roommate.
Now, he could only force a smile and put on his best face. "President Thorne, I didn't realize you and my wife went way back…"
Winona didn't even bother to acknowledge him. She saw Sue was on the verge of falling apart and quietly said, "Come on, let's get you to the lounge to rest for a bit."
"Okay," Sue managed.
Eric watched helplessly as the two women walked away. He made a move to follow, but Elvis's cold voice cut through the air. "Where do you think you're going?"
"M-Mr. Rogers…" Eric stammered, shrinking under Elvis's glare.
"Tsk," Jeremiah sneered, his lips twitching with a trace of a smile. "Didn't bother protecting your wife when it mattered. Now you want to play the concerned husband?"
The man's gaze flickered to Winona's striking face, and his grin twisted even wider, as if sizing her up, too.
But Winona didn't flinch. She hurled another volley of sharp words at him, her voice growing even louder, and insisted the cops were on their way.
In the end, he didn't even get close to her. His friends, not wanting trouble, dragged him off before things could escalate.
The girl Winona had protected burst into grateful tears. "Did you really call the police? They're gone now… What do we tell them if the officers show up?"
Winona flashed her a mischievous smile. "Honestly? I never got the chance to call. I just scared them off."

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