Pampered by My Secret Husband Chapter 938 - 940: Even Such a Proud and Distant Man Was Con

Beside the bed stood an infusion stand, and at this mont, it was hanging a bottle of dicine.

Fluffy Zane, in front of it, was in a terrible state of mind. Hearing the noise, she opened her eyes.

Seeing Sophie Sullivan, she was stunned for quite a while before reacting.

Struggling to sit up, her voice was weak and weary, "Fennie, why are you here?"

"Miss, be careful." The servant quickly approached, helping her sit up, placing a pillow behind her waist.

Sophie certainly wasn’t going to tell her that it was William Guillen who sent her.

Since he had already decided to stay away from her, no longer giving her unreal, undeserved fantasies and hopes, then she wouldn’t ntion William Guillen’s na in front of her.

"It’s too stuffy, wanted to find soone to talk to. What’s happened to you?"

Sitting at the bedside, Sophie’s gaze clearly fell on her face, not allowing evasion or perfunctory replies.

Fluffy Zane smiled bitterly, shaking her head, she said to the servant, "You can leave first."

"Yes, Miss."

After the servant left the bedroom, Fluffy Zane bitterly smiled before speaking, "Nothing, just sick, that’s all."

"Is that so?" Sophie remarked sharply, "It’s not because of William Guillen?"

Astonished, Fluffy Zane lifted her head, staring at her blankly.

"I heard that William Guillen intends to expand his business overseas. Aren’t you sad and distressed because of this, which is why you’re sick?"

Fluffy Zane lowered her head gradually, letting out a lost sigh, "I know, nothing can be hidden from you. Fennie, sotis I really envy you. Even Young Master Shannon, such a cold and proud man, has been conquered by you. But I, after eight years of pursuit... eight years, still have no hope at all. Would you say, is my life really a failure?"

Failure?

Sophie’s body leaned against the chair back, Gaby sat at her feet, the big head affectionately resting on her legs.

With one hand she patted Gabby’s head, smoothing its fur, Sophie pondered for a mont before comnting, "That’s because you haven’t faced a real disaster yet. When you encounter a catastrophic disaster, I’m afraid matters of the heart are insufficient to defeat you."

Fluffy Zane realized she had misspoken, her face pale, anxiously explaining, "Sorry... I didn’t an that..."

Sophie raised her hand, casually smiling, "It’s alright. What has happened are facts, they cannot be erased. Destruction of vocal cords, mory loss, disfigurent... everything that has happened to only drives to beco stronger. A failed relationship doesn’t prove that your life is a failure, the person whom you love but cannot obtain might have never been your good husband. It’s just that you haven’t realized that. Matters of the heart cannot be forced, just like you said, after eight years of pursuit, even ice would warm, let alone a person? William Guillen does this because he doesn’t want to give you hope, delaying your youth."

Fluffy Zane bowed her head, unknowingly, tears were already streaming down her face.

Like beads with a broken thread, drop by drop, they fell down her chin, landing on her lapel.

Sophie saw it, yet she continued, "Fluffy, this path, the direction was wrong from the start. No matter how long you walk it, it’s a dead end. Life is never perfect; God gives you certain advantages, but will inevitably take away sothing else. God gave you a family background that others can only dream of, and will inevitably leave you unsatisfied in other aspects, like love."

"If possible, I’d rather not have such a family background... I just want him."