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Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 71

“That’s truly a shame. I quite liked that child, Soph.” Yvette sighed. “Then see when you’ll settle matters with Leah.”

Charles furrowed his brows. He did not make a sound.

“If you don’t have anyone you like but keep dragging your feet like this, it won’t be worth the loss later on when you lose a few hundred million and even upset your grandfather,” said Yvette.

Charles picked up some vegetables. “I understand.”

Yvette gave a long sigh. “Normally, when you say this, I’ll understand. But I don’t know why you saying this now makes me lack understanding even more.”

Charles lifted his head to look at her, then lowered it again to eat. He changed the topic. “Sophia’s leg was burned. She’s at First Hospital now.”

“How was she burned?” Yvette put her spoon down, her face showing mild shock and concern. “Is she badly hurt?”

Charles said, “She was burned by hot tea and has to stay in the hospital for a while.”

“Hot tea?” Yvette raised her eyebrows a little. “I heard the White brat destroyed one of your clubs and even splashed hot tea at Leah. So the burn on Soph’s leg was caused by Leah ‘accidentally’ burning her with hot tea?”

Charles made a sound of affirmation.

Yvette chuckled once and said vaguely, “I don’t know if the Jones family producing a daughter with such great tactics is good or bad.”

She looked at Charles who was eating with his head down and gently rapped the table twice. “You normally don’t come back for meals, yet you’re behaving against the norm today. Did you make a special trip back to tell me Soph’s leg is hurt?”

“You’re thinking too much,” said Charles.

Yvette stroked her chin as she looked seriously at her son’s handsome face. “Can this count as concern for Soph? Son, you really won’t consider Soph?”

“Madam Harris.” Charles put his chopsticks down and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Yvette raised her arms in surrender. She sighed and said, “I’m thinking too much.”

Just then, Charles’ ringtone sounded. He picked up his phone and glanced at the caller ID before putting it back onto the table.

The phone wailed sadly for more than 30 seconds but could not attract his concern. After a while, Yvette’s phone rang.

She picked her phone up and glanced at the caller ID. She lifted her head and gave Charles a look before sighing. “I can’t even have a meal in peace.”

She answered the phone and said with a smile, “Calling me at this hour, it can’t be that you want to treat me to a meal, can it? Did I guess right? In that case, I’m so sorry, Lew, but I’ve just finished eating.

“You’re asking me why Charles would cancel the lawsuit against the White brat? This I really don’t know. Charles didn’t tell me.

“Pass the phone to Charles? I’m at home. That stinking brat is still at the office and hasn’t come back. Uh-huh, okay then. When I see Charles, I’ll definitely scold him. He’s being too unkind.”

Yvette hung up and glared at Charles. “You’re already so old. In the future, wipe your own behind after you do the deed. Don’t make others start calling me.”

“No matter how old I am, in front of you, I’m still your child,” said Charles.

Yvette chided him with a smile, then got up and took her purse. “It’s still early. Make a trip to the hospital with me to see Soph.”

When Sophia returned to the hospital, she made a call to Sterling to explain the situation. The latter half of the call was taken by her father, who roared at her throughout it about how difficult that piece of land was to obtain and even scolded her.

“It’s nothing,” Sophia said uncertainly.

Charles finished peeling the apple. He handed it to Yvette and said indifferently, “The doctor asked her to rest, yet she came to the company this afternoon to look for me.”

Yvette raised her eyebrows slightly and passed the apple to Sophia. “No matter if others value it or not, you have to put your body first. The doctor already asked you to rest well. What important matters did you have that you had to go look for Charles this afternoon?”

Pressing her lips together, Sophia did not say anything and only passed the apple back to Yvette. Charles had peeled it, so she did not dare to eat it.

Seeing that she was unwilling to say, Yvette did not ask further and handed the apple back to Sophia with a smile. “Eat what you’re given. I’ll get Charles to peel more.”

Sophia took the apple, glancing subconsciously at Charles.

“Eat.” Charles took another apple and peeled it.

Sophia took a small bite, not quite tasting it. She really could not understand him. Sometimes, he acted as though he wanted to kill her, but sometimes, he acted like a normal person. She did not know if he would let her go.

“How much was splashed on you that you’re this hurt?” Yvette pulled the blanket aside and looked at the wound on Sophia’s leg. Her heart ached a little.

Sophia worried that saying something that was bad for Leah would displease Charles, so she did not make a sound.

“An entire teapot.” Charles furrowed his brows lightly before quickly relaxing and passing the peeled apple to Yvette.

“Eating this whole will rub off my lipstick. No, thanks. You eat it.” Yvette pushed the apple back to Charles and chuckled. “Accidentally spilling an entire teapot of water onto Soph... Leah is truly talented.”

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