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“Sophia, if | go back, then you might not get to seeagain in this lifetime. Would you not have any regrets at all?” Arthur spoke in a low, raspy voice.
Then, Sophia, sitting on the bed, inhaled deeply upon hearing the man’s voice on the phone. “I have no regrets.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI'm sure you'll soon forget aboutonce you return. In fact, we are from very different social backgrounds.
Goodbye.” Sophia abruptly hung up the phone when she finished speaking. She wrapped her arms around her knees and sat in bed, lost in her thoughts. Martha's words were loud and clear in her mind, and it felt like a curse, “Leave my grandson. You shouldn't try to handle someone you can’t control. You have your own life to live, and he has his own, so just leave him forever. Do whatever it takes to make him stop thinking about you, even if it means hurting him.” As soon as she ended the call on him in the bar, Arthur grabbed his car keys and got up. He got into his car and turned the ignition to drive in only one direction. At that moment, an SUV pulled up in front of the bar and began following closely behind him.
Emily was inside the SUV and had planned to meet him at the bar, but she arrived just in tto watch him drive off, and she told her bodyguard to follow him. It’s late, so where is he going? He does not appear to return to the villa based on this route.
Tomorrow, they were scheduled to return home, and Emily had been looking forward to finally leaving this place and returning to where they belonged. Sophia would no longer exist in Arthur’s heart, and Emily would have a better chance of capturing his heart.
The mysterious-looking and dominant SUV moved like a wild horse, and the car trailing behind the SUV struggled to keep up with the speed of the vehicle ahead. Emily, seated in the backseat, grew increasingly curious about his destination. “Speed up so that you can keep up with him. Do not lose sight of him.” The speed at which Arthur drove seemed to indicate that he was going to meet someone important, so she was determined to find out who it was.
Half an hour later, he finally slowed down his car because he had driven into a residential area with villas. He finally stopped by the villa’s gates, next to the sidewalk.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA black SUV that had been following behind finally caught up to him. Emily was rather daring, as evidenced by the fact that she instructed her bodyguard to park the car around five meters behind Arthur's vehicle.
At that very time, Arthur proceeded to call Sophia’s number again.
She picked up the phone immediately this time, “Hello!” “I'm here. Cdownstairs to see me.” The sound of his slightly authoritative voice could be heard.
The third-floor French window had its curtains drawn back in an instant. Under the lights, a silhouette of a slender figure stood in front of the window. When Sophia caught a glimpse of the familiar SUV parked below, she was taken aback. Did he actually cover? “Just go. | don’t want to see you.” Sophia did her best to hold back her emotions and had no desire to see him.
“If you don’t cdown, I'll cto you.” Arthur was not someone who could be easily gotten rid of.
“No, don’t cinside my house! My parents are going to kick you out for sure.” “Are you sure about that? I'd like to be kicked out at least once.” Arthur hung up the phone immediately after saying that. He knew she was watching him from upstairs, so he opened the door to the car and got out.
Upstairs, Sophia began to panic. What a stubborn man he is! Then, her figure quickly disappeared from the French window on the third floor.