Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 36

“You should keep the ointment for yourself, Miss Jones.” Sophia’s face looked horrible. She pushed the ointment back into Leah’s hands.

Leah’s every word pierced into her heart, and she felt awful.

“Why don’t you want to use the ointment I’m giving you?”

Leah grabbed the ointment and said bitterly, “Is it because you love Charles and he loves me, so that’s why you’re jealous of me? We’ve been friends for ten years. Is it nothing compared to the one-sided love you have for Charles?”

“Leah, you’re so good at twisting the truth,” Sophia clenched her fist and said through gritted teeth.

The person who framed her was Leah. The person who was pretending to be pitiful was also Leah. How could someone be so shameless?

“I’m just telling the truth.” Leah sighed. She said softly, “Sophia, you didn’t have a scar on your head two years ago. You always dressed so nicely, but even then, Charles did not like you. Do you think he will now that you’re in this state?”

She grabbed Sophia’s hand. “Charles will always love me. There’s no use to keep holding on to this. Listen to my advice. As a friend, I’m telling you to stop daydreaming. Don’t think about being a swan if you’re an ugly duckling. People will laugh at you.”

After that, she stuffed the ointment back into Sophia’s hand.

“I told you, I don’t want your ointment!” Sophia was squeezing every word out from her throat. She threw the ointment to the floor in front of Leah.

She bent down. Both of her hands were holding onto the wheelchair. She said slowly, “I admit I won’t be able to win against you in a battle of words. However, remember this, Leah Jones, sooner or later, people will know your true self.”

“Sophia, what are you doing?” At this moment, William and his clients had just got off the elevator. When he saw Sophia’s aggressive manner, his expression changed.

“Sophia, calm down!” Leah’s tears came immediately. She yelled while sobbing, “Even if you hit me and force me to give you Charles, so what? The one he likes is not you!”

This was too dramatic. Sophia was slightly taken aback, and after a while, she came back to her senses.

She watched as William ran over frantically. She did not have time to explain before he pushed her away. “Get away from Leah!”

He used a lot of force on her. Sophia staggered and stumbled backward. Her body then slammed onto the corner of the wall. It hurt horribly.

“How are you? Are you hurt?” William inspected Leah up and down and asked in a worried voice.

Leah bit her lip and shook her head. She said pitifully, “Will, I’m fine. Don’t blame Sophia, she’s just confused.”

“You’re crying, and yet you say you’re fine?” William looked at her red eyes. He felt pity for her and was also infuriated.

As Sophia watched this unfold, she felt like she was having a deja vu.

At the party a few days ago, she had gotten pushed away by Madam Jones. Now, she was pushed away by William after being yelled at. What did she do to deserve it?

“Will, it’s fine. Don’t blame Sophia.” Leah tugged on William’s sleeve and forced out a smile. “She has had a hard time being a janitor here.”

“A hard time? If she wants to return to the circle by staying here, she has to pay the price.” William looked at Sophia coldly. His eyes were filled with disgust.

Sophia opened her mouth. She wanted to explain, but in the end, she only laughed at herself.

When did anyone believe her when she was arguing with Leah?

The more she behaved like this, the more William felt sorry for her. “You’ll only suffer losses and never learn from your mistakes if you’re like this. Sooner or later, you’ll be in big trouble.”

While saying that, he pushed Leah’s wheelchair to their pre-booked room.

Leah turned around and saw that Sophia had already stood up. She was slightly disappointed. She thought her brother would let Sophia kneel for half a day. Too bad.

Sophia watched as the siblings disappeared into the room. After standing there with her head lowered for a while, she continued cleaning while enduring the pain in her back and face.

She was on the night shift today. When she got off work, it was already two in the morning.

Tiffany was not in the room. Perhaps she was out with some clients.

Megan was removing her makeup in front of the mirror. When she saw Sophia coming in, she exclaimed, “Did someone really hit you?”

Sophia grunted a reply in exhaustion. She sat on the bed and did not want to move.

“I heard people say that it was James White who slapped you, and he’s your… dad?” Megan walked over to her. She felt pain even when she was just looking at the handprint on Sophia’s face. The corner of her lips was bleeding too. Sophia’s face was also swollen. How much force had James White put in this slap?

“No,” Sophia hesitated for a while and said with her eyes lowered. “He’s not my father.”

“I don’t think he is as well! If you’re really his daughter, how can he allow you to work as a janitor here and slap you? Those people are just bullsh*tting. They have nothing better to do.” Megan had initially been treading carefully when she first mentioned James White. When Sophia denied the allegation, Megan started talking at ease again.

Sophia did not say anything. She only looked down and stared at her rough hands that were a result of her daily cleaning. Bitterness flooded her entire chest cavity.