Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 210

Sophia White looked at her with a light expression. “Is that so? Congratulations to you.”

With that, she did not even give the arrogant Tiffany Lawrence another look as she hung onto Charles Harris’ arms and said, “Let’s go in, Charles.”

She gave Leah Jones a glance when she called out Charles Harris’ name.

Leah Jones had now returned to her seat in the wheelchair as she watched Sophia White’s blatant challenge. She could hardly maintain the smile on her face.

“Okay,” Charles Harris replied as he suddenly bent down.

There was a warm sensation on her lips as a stunned look appeared in Sophia White’s eyes. Her hands were against his chest, attempting to push him off.

“Leah and William Jones are still at the side,” Charles Harris held her waist and mumbled close into her ear. His lips brushed against her ear while he was speaking.

The hands pushing against his chest softened as Sophia White frowned slightly. In the end, she kept her hands to herself, and obediently continued staying in his arms.

However, the warm sensation on her ear made her uncomfortable. She turned her head away unnaturally, trying to keep her ear as far away from his lips as possible.

Charles Harris spoke in a very quiet voice. No one around them could hear what he was talking about. All they saw were his intimate actions with Sophia White with frequent smiles on his face.

Leah Jones watched them being intimate with each other. They looked natural together. She lowered her head slightly as coldness and resentment flashed across her eyes.

“There are plenty of guests here today. Uncle Jones and Leah should properly advise your family’s latest senior member. It won’t be too bad if you’ve ended up offending only one or two VIPs, but if you’ve insulted too many people, it would be difficult for both the Lewis and Jones family to resolve it.”

Charles Harris might have said those words to Uncle Jones and Leah Jones, but his gaze fell on Tiffany Lawrence.

Tiffany Lawrence lowered her head as she yanked her dress out from the wheelchair, which had torn through the wedding dress. She could not help feeling a chill go through her under his cold, icy stare.

“Thank you for the reminder, Charles. I do hope you forgive us for Miss Lawrence’s words,” Leah Jones tried her best to put on a smile as she said this.

Charles Harris replied, “Don’t worry, Leah. I’ve never enjoyed going against petty people. Although, today is the big day. Isn’t it a little unsuitable to still be referring to her as Miss Lawrence?”

The smile on Leah Jones’ face stiffened.

“Let’s go. Didn’t you say you were feeling tired?” Charles Harris lowered his eyes to look at Sophia White as he gently pinched her on the earlobe, as if not noticing her slight frown. He brought her into the hall with her hand around her waist.

Lawrence Tiffany spat on the ground after he left. “What’s there to be snobbish about. I almost destroyed his woman, and he still has to watch as I marry into a wealthy family! Hmph!”

The guests looked towards their direction, some were sympathetic, while others either had a look of contempt, dislike, or just plain coldness.

“Miss Lawrence, today’s guests are either wealthy or noble. It would be best to take care of your words and conduct. Also, it’s not time for the bride to enter the hall. Please return to where you should be,” Leah Jones tried her best to speak softly as she instructed gently.

Tiffany Lawrence was enraged as she actually gave Leah Jones’ leg a kick. “F*ck me! Stop being a busybody over my matters, you stupid cripple. I’m your grandmother from this day onwards, you damn well have no right to order me around!”

A few guests spoke out loud when they heard this…

“Madam Lewis, it’s not right for you to say such things. Miss Jones has a disability, and it’s quite hurtful for you to call her a stupid cripple.”

“Miss Jones didn’t say anything wrong. It’s too much for you to pour salt over her wound, Madam Lewis.”

“Even children would know to act politely towards those with a disability. Madam Lewis, isn’t it too vicious of you to be spouting crude words while kicking Miss Jones’ wounded leg?”

All these guests were speaking up on behalf of Leah Jones, but all she heard was every one of them emphasizing her as a disabled person. It made her feel stuffy inside.

She was never meant to be a disabled person…

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Sophia White was secretly relieved when she heard this. “… Yup.”

At this point, some people came over to chat with Charles Harris.

Charles Harris gave Sophia White’s phone another glance before smiling at those people and he later left to chat with them at another spot.

They were chatting somewhere not far away, but it was not near enough to hear the contents of their conversation. Sophia White tried to listen in and after confirming that she was unable to hear them, she took out her phone and gave the strange number a call.

However, she was unable to connect to the number as the signal was busy.

Sophia looked at Charles Harris, who was still happily chatting not far off while being surrounded by people. She felt uneasy as she heard the other end of the phone tell her yet again, “Sorry, the number you have called is currently busy”.

Could that call be from Master Harris and he was angered that she hung up on him?

Sophia White frowned and called again after two minutes. Someone picked up after two rings.

Sophia White, “You…”

She had just spoken up when she was interrupted by a sweet, enthusiastic female voice, “Hello, I’m calling from the Connecting Link Community. We’ve just built a new batch of houses with convenient geographical location, and the environment is quiet and elegant…”

Sophia White finished listening to her patiently and replied, “Thank you, but I don’t need it.”

With that, she hung up.

“Sophia!!! Wow, you look exceptionally pretty, like a fairy and super beautiful, your gorgeousness surpasses all beauties here, you go against the grain and stand out all your own!!!” Clara Robertson ran over to her in a short, black dress as she shouted and hugged Sophia White from behind.

The first few compliments sounded normal, but the last few descriptions seemed to pop up for no good reason.