“Dr. Hemingway.”
Victor’s gentle voice could be heard on the other end of the call. “Yup. Remember to be at the hospital tomorrow for your treatment…”
He had just started the sentence when Sophia heard Madam Hemingway’s voice coming through the phone, “Is my prince done with his call? Pass the phone to your queen mother right now.”
“My mom wants to speak to you,” Victor said in a slightly exasperated voice. The phone was then passed to another person.
Madam Hemingway was just as friendly as they first met. “Soph, you aren’t mad about me pretending not to know you, are you?”
Before Sophia could answer, she heard Aunt Lucy shout from the side, “What do you mean by pretending not to know her?”
“Lucy, just go take your bath. It’s nothing major,” Madam Hemingway shouted at Aunt Lucy who was a bit far off.
She laughed and said, “Lucy’s hearing always seems to improve when there is anything involving you.”
Sophia thought about the past and laughed. “That’s true.”
Every time Sophia got into trouble in the past, she would never dare to go home in fear of getting berated by her parents. She would always get Aunt Lucy to field the situation at home first.
“I had to pretend not to know you because of the situation. Master Harris is a highly distrustful person. He would overthink things if he knew we’re old friends. As for those two doctors, they won’t reveal anything, so don’t worry about it.
“However… We might be able to hide the truth now, but it won’t last forever. The safest way is for you to get pregnant quickly.
“When the time comes, I’ll think of a way for the baby to be born prematurely, or I can give the excuse that the baby is underdeveloped and needs to be born one or two months later. No matter what it is, you need to get pregnant for the plan to work,” said Madam Hemingway.
Sophia was silent and did not continue the conversation.
“You need to think for yourself properly about what you need to do. The longer you hesitate, the more difficult it is to get things done,” continued Madam Hemingway.
Sophia hesitated before replying, “Yes, I know. You’re doing all this because…”
Madam Hemingway smiled. “Mr. Harris got in touch with me.”
Sophia chatted with Aunt Lucy next, who had come out running with her hair full of shampoo. She tossed the phone aside after she hung up.
If she did get herself pregnant, the possibility of leaving Charles would be lower. If she did not get pregnant, this lie would be seen through very quickly by Master Harris. When that time came, it would mean the end of her…
The thought of this frustrated her. Sophia stood up and went toward the door. She wanted to see how Charles was doing, but the moment her hand touched the handle, she released it.
She should not be so concerned over Charles!
He had broken her leg before this and got her thrown in prison for two years. After that, he forced her to work in Dream Club and insulted her... Should she forget that nightmare she had experienced just because he was slightly nice to her?
It should not be this way!
Nothing good would come out of loving Charles Harris. She was a bloody example from two years ago! He might be able to show absolute concern over her now, but he could also make her feel like she was in hell. She knew what it felt like to want to die when in his hands!
Sophia clenched her firsts and forced herself to sit back onto the bed. She took her phone and randomly clicked into Weibo.
#SophiaWhiteCharlesHarrisLeahJones#
#SophieWhiteAccident#
She was ranked number eight and number ten in Weibo’s top search.
Sophia laughed coldly. As someone who was not involved in the entertainment industry, Leah had sure spent a lot of money to push the news out!
She clicked on the top search. The netizens were all on Leah’s side…
‘They’ve been good friends for five or six years, and she actually attempted to kill Leah by crashing a car into her all because of jealousy. That’s really vicious!’
‘The term ‘BFF’ is too loosely used now. Any trash out there can use the word ‘BFF’ blatantly. Leah Jones must have incurred generations of bad luck to have a BFF like Sophia White!’
His gaze was making Sophia uncomfortable, so she turned away. However, it was not long before she turned back to look at him.
“… There are a lot of wounds on you. It’s better to bandage them up,” said Sophia.
She paused before continuing, “Don’t misunderstand. I’m not concerned about you. I just don’t want to owe you anything.”
“I know.” A very slight smile appeared on Charles' lips, but he quickly resumed his normal demeanor.
“Ken will be accompanying me to the hospital. Be extra careful because you’re alone at… home.”
A subtle look of gentleness flashed in his eyes when he said the word ‘home’.
“Okay,” Sophia did not want to admit it, but that rock pressing on her heart felt a little lighter.
Charles closed the door and walked downstairs very slowly. He got into the car with Ken and headed to the hospital. The doctors were already waiting for him. They started to treat his wounds the moment he arrived.
He headed toward the door to Master Harris’ ward after he was bandaged up.
“Charles, how did you get hurt so badly?” Oscar was standing at the door of the ward and asked in astonishment when he saw Charles coming over.
Charles moved his bandaged right hand. “It’s nothing. I upset Grandpa, that’s all.”
“Even if you did upset your grandpa, he laid too heavy a hand on you!” Oscar frowned.
He suddenly remembered something. “You said you upset your grandpa… Is it because of that time when you threatened your grandpa with a fruit knife?”
Charles smiled slightly. “Uncle Oscar… Why ask when you know the answer?”
Oscar sighed. “Sigh. Just listen to yourself. You’re usually pretty smart, but why did you have to conduct such a degrading act at such a crucial moment? You can have women anytime you want. Why offend your grandpa over Sophia?”
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