"She dares!" Evander Lancaster’s eyes flashed sharply, his face turning cold, as if Sophia Hamilton really did marry another man.
"Ah," Finally getting so relief for himself, Nathan Moore felt inexplicably joyful, lowered his eyes with a sigh, flicked nonexistent dust off his trousers with bent fingers, and said leisurely, "Evander, this isn’t about daring or not daring. eting the right person at the right ti, getting carried away, then registering the marriage."
"I won’t let this happen!" Evander tightened his eyes slightly and said decisively, his hand unconsciously pressing on the desk.
Nathan curled his lips, a small arc indicating a hint of schadenfreude, and continued nonchalantly, "If I’m not mistaken, Aunt Zane probably doesn’t approve of Sophia Hamilton’s family background. Now she’s having a tiff with you."
At this point, Nathan paused, sighed deeply, and said aningfully, "Trouble inside and out!"
Evander...
Looked up at him with obvious resentnt, the woman who skipped lunch to comfort him ended up being swayed by his brother’s woman!
Took a breath, stood up, "Alright, you work away, I’m heading back."
"Take care, I won’t see you out!" Watching Evander’s departing silhouette, Nathan smiled with satisfaction, finally having his mont to shine, clearly rembering how Titus Zane was gone for years and he couldn’t resist making snide remarks.
...
Titus Zane didn’t plan on buying anything, just angry at Evander Lancaster for making Sophia Hamilton get an abortion.
Back then, she had her first abortion; so many years have passed, yet she hasn’t conceived since.
As a fellow woman, she sympathized with Sophia Hamilton, angry at Evander Lancaster for not cherishing her, hence intentionally taking her out.
Knowing Sophia Hamilton had just had an abortion, they strolled around the mall for a bit then went to a hot drinks shop, ordered two hot drinks and so snacks, choosing a spot by the window, chatting as they drank.
"Don’t you feel heartbroken about the child?" Titus Zane asked, gently stirring her tea with a slender spoon.
Sophia Hamilton looked up, holding the teacup, frozen at her lips, eting Titus Zane’s empathetic gaze, her eyes shimred evasively, lowered them to the cup, smiled and said, "What’s the use of feeling heartbroken? We won’t have a future anyway."
Last year, accompanying the CEO to Banyan City for a wedding snatch seed bizarre, now caught in similar circumstances, only through personal experience did Sophia understand Titus Zane’s helplessness and frustration.
Just like her and Evander Lancaster, clearly loving each other, yet his mother simply wouldn’t agree.
Titus Zane also picked up her cup, took a sip of tea, put it down and gently stirred with her spoon, "Do you like Evander?"
ntioning Evander Lancaster, Sophia Hamilton appeared very helpless, placed her cup on the table, looked elsewhere and sighed, "It’s more than liking—he’s my first boyfriend, even if we break up in the future, I wouldn’t be able to forget him."
"Since you like him, why are you fighting?" Titus Zane curiously asked, blinking her European eyes in confusion. Sophia Hamilton pursed her lips, took a breath, then tightened her lips, eyes resting on the tea before her, also stirring absentmindedly, her pursed lips showing grievance, "He yelled at , told to get out, warned never to show up again."
"And then you let the child go?" As soon as Sophia Hamilton finished, Titus Zane chid in, her slightly furrowed brows showing disbelief.
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