Goodbye My Arrogant Ex (Marguerite and Leonard) novel Chapter 148

“She’s in her room alone right now, throwing things around. Her mental state is really bad—you need to come back and check on her, right away.”

The moment Leonard heard this, his brow tightened in frustration. Winifred again—what on earth was she trying to pull this time?

He knew if he didn’t go back personally to handle it, Winifred would never let it go.

“Alright, got it. I’m coming back now.”

Leonard had no choice but to leave his grandmother behind. He had to get over there as soon as possible—if anything really happened, he’d never forgive himself.

He understood exactly why she was acting out: today was his grandmother’s birthday, and he hadn’t brought Winifred along.

But now she’d worked herself into such a state that he had no choice but to return.

Half an hour later, Leonard arrived at Winifred’s place as quickly as he could.

Her bedroom door was locked, the lights still on, even though it was already three in the morning and she hadn’t slept a wink.

“Sir, you’re finally here,” the housekeeper said anxiously. “Ms. Brown hasn’t eaten anything all day. She’s locked herself in her room and won’t let any of us in!”

“She had a fever when she woke up this morning. At lunch, her face was bright red—it looked pretty serious.”

Leonard headed straight for her room and knocked hard on the door.

“Winifred, you have a high fever. Why didn’t you go to the ER? Why haven’t you eaten anything? And you’ve been drinking on top of it? What are you trying to do, kill yourself?” Leonard snapped, his anger boiling over.

Oddly, Winifred felt comforted by his concern. Leo still cared, after all—he’d come all the way here in the middle of the night, probably out of bed already.

“Leo, it’s nothing serious. I don’t even feel that bad, just a little down today. And I don’t want to go to the hospital. The smell of antiseptic makes me sick!”

“I was in the hospital so long last time—it still freaks me out. Please, I really don’t want to go back.” Her voice trembled as she pleaded, looking small and hopeless.

But Leonard had no patience left for her theatrics. He could see right through her games, and he was getting more and more fed up with it.