Sophie Smith originally intended to lower her head spinelessly and finish the conversation, but upon consideration, there were so things she had to make clear.
"Mr. Davis." She lifted her head and looked straight into his eyes. As expected, there was anger and disappointnt in them.
"I think you know my feelings for Asher Land. When I admitted my feelings and decided to be with him, I knew that there would never be another man in my life. My heart and my body cannot belong to anyone but him."
After hesitating for a mont, she continued, "I will also repay the money."
Money?
Did she an the money he spent to take her away from Nathan Land?
No, it shouldn’t be considered a purchase. From the beginning, he never regarded her as soone he bought.
"But do you know, I have the right to refuse you, I don’t want money, I only want to maintain this contract." He stood up, walked to her, and looked down at her, "Little Sophie, are you really that eager to leave ?"
"No..." she hurriedly tried to explain, "Mr. Davis, even if I leave, we can still be friends."
Friends?
How amusing.
"Little Sophie, you know I don’t care to be friends with you!" he snorted coldly, lost his appetite, and strode upstairs, slamming the door heavily behind him.
She pressed her lips together, looking at the table full of dishes, feeling extrely dejected.
...
She returned to her room as well, feeling a bit bored, so she played with her child.
"Alexander, you’ll soon see daddy, are you happy? Hmm?" She waved a fluffy little toy in front of Little Alexander, who laughed ’giggling’ and reached out with his chubby little hand, trying to grab the toy in her hand.
"Look at your happy little face. How about this, let’s take a picture to send to your daddy. Okay?"
She picked up the child from the crib, kissed his rosy cheeks, and took a close photo of mother and son.
She found his number and pressed the send button.
...
Irene Morton pushed Asher Land’s room door, noticing it was left ajar.
She quietly walked in, hearing the sound of water from the bathroom. It seed he was taking a shower.
She stealthily took the red wine from the table and replaced it with another glass, this one specially ’treated’ by her.
This was the thod Luke taught her last ti, but she didn’t use it on herself and him then; she used it on Sophie Smith and Luke. Now, she wanted to use it again.
She thought, Asher’s indifference towards her now was nothing but because of Sophie Smith and her child. What if she also beca pregnant with his child in the future?
She firmly believed this child would definitely be a bargaining chip to compel him to accept her.
His phone on the desk had its screen lit with an unread ssage.
With a woman’s instinctive sixth sense, she vaguely suspected who sent the text.
Irene couldn’t help feeling surprised. After hesitating for a mont, she opened the ssage.
It was a picture, and after loading the image, ...
This ti, without hesitation, she directly pressed the delete button and erased the photo.
Ha, what a picture of happiness.
Irene clutched his phone tightly, feeling angry. Why is it that even when she’s not by his side, she can still live so happily, still possess his heart, his body?
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