"At that ti, you’ll know whether he’s really worth your affection and whether you should continue being obsessed with these feelings for him."
Although what she said made a lot of sense, Autumn Johnson still didn’t dare to do it.
Doing sothing like taking advantage of gratitude wasn’t sothing she could bring herself to do.
She had just told William Guillen that she saved him without any ulterior motives, and if anyone else were in danger, she would save them too.
Even though this statent went against her true feelings, she ultimately couldn’t bear to use this incident to threaten him.
Under that circumstance, her imdiate reaction was to not let him get hurt.
As for herself... it didn’t matter how she ended up.
As long as he was okay, it didn’t matter what happened to her.
Saving him was her own one-sided wish, she never thought of asking for any reward or return.
She didn’t dare, and she didn’t want to; she didn’t want to tarnish her feelings.
Sophie Sullivan let out a gentle sigh, "That’s why I say, you’re foolish. With a heart so soft, even if you chase William Guillen for a few more years, I bet you still won’t catch up to him."
"Fennie..." There was a low pleading in Autumn Johnson’s voice.
Sophie Sullivan crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking at her indifferently, "Autumn Johnson, listen to , I, Sophie Sullivan’s friend, can’t be a coward. I’ve already thought of a plan for you. Three months, have William Guillen be with you for three months, just as a repaynt. Three months later, if he chooses to break up, then part ways peacefully. Even if in the end you don’t get William Guillen, at least you two spent three months together, and you already have three months of mories, so even if you recall them later, there won’t be any regrets left in your heart. Of course, if during these three months, William Guillen realizes your goodness and finally understands what kind of woman he needs as his wife, he will continue to date you. Wouldn’t that be even better?"
This suggestion really was quite tempting.
Autumn Johnson was torn, continuously wringing her fingers until the joints turned pale, "That’s not wrong to say, but... "
But she ultimately couldn’t bear to make things difficult for him...
She ultimately couldn’t bear to force him.
"I’ve said what needed to be said, think about it carefully yourself." Sophie Sullivan patted her shoulder, "Get so good rest."
Sophie Sullivan turned around to leave, calling Gaby, who was nibbling on the fruit plate on the tea table, "Gaby, let’s go."
Gaby leaped down from the tea table, swaggering as he followed Sophie Sullivan out.
In the corridor, William Guillen extinguished the cigarette butt, tossing it into the trash bin.
He turned around and saw Sophie Sullivan erging from the room.
Taking a few long strides forward, his gaze swept past her shoulder, looking towards the direction of the room, "How is Fluffy doing?"
"Her mood is quite stable, no need to worry."
After speaking, Sophie Sullivan gave him a aningful look, "Take care of her."
"Don’t worry, I will." William Guillen nodded.
Even without her explicit reminder, he would take good care of Autumn Johnson.
For saving him, she suffered such a severe injury; her leg was almost beyond saving. Both emotionally and rationally, he should take good care of her.
It’s what he should do, there’s no need for anyone to remind him.
After standing in the corridor for a long ti, William Guillen finally pushed open the room door, wanting to go in and see her.
He thought she was already resting, but unexpectedly, Autumn Johnson was still in a position leaning against the head of the bed, her head lowered, looking at her own wringing hands, lost in thought.
She didn’t even notice when he ca in.
A black shadow approached, and Autumn Johnson raised her head belatedly, only to be startled by the handso face magnifying in front of her the next second.
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