Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 120

Sophia could not stand the whiny voice of this girl and eventually agreed.

The three of them walked to the ward together. Clara was almost completely clinging herself onto Sophia, chattering non-stop the whole way.

Zachary glanced at the two of them a few times, his expression turning more and more dreadful by the minute. Finally, he strode over with a dark expression on his face and yanked Clara off of Sophia.

"What’s wrong with you?" Clara glared at her.

Zachary pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and answered with a deadpan look on his face, "You’re too fat. You’re crushing Ms. White."

"!!!" Clara's eyes widened abruptly as she asked Sophia nervously, "Is that true?"

Sophia glanced at the hostile man before sighing subtly and nodding her head.

Seeing that this was the case, Clara, the young girl who was full of vigor, was instantly sapped of all energy as she followed behind the two. She was sighing all the way. Nevertheless, she did not cling herself onto Sophia anymore.

The three of them entered the ward. The spacious and bright ward livened up with their presence in an instant.

Charles sat on the hospital bed. His gaze went beyond Zachary and fell on Sophia, flashing over and over again. Then, he withdrew his expression naturally. "Why are you here?"

"I came on behalf of the masses to see if you’re still alive." Zachary walked to the table and sniffed around the thermos barrel. "Where did you buy this chicken soup? It smells pretty good."

The chicken soup in the bowl was untouched and still warm. He picked it up and took two sips. "It tastes pretty good too."

Charles looked askance at him. "A dog's nose may not even compare to yours."

"You flatter me. This is not something you can afford to be jealous of." Zachary took two more sips as he talked. "Marie said that you nearly punctured an artery? Are you that cruel to yourself too?"

Charles did not make a sound but raised his eyes and looked at Sophia instead.

Sophia was seemingly unaware as she lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze.

Zachary tsk-ed at their subtle interaction and put the bowl down, saying in a rather malicious manner, "Actually, stabbing your thigh isn’t as effective as stabbing your manhood. Why did you..."

As Charles' gaze was too intimidating, he coughed and stopped talking.

Clara, who had been cowering behind Sophia, suddenly poked her head out and knocked them off their feet by saying, "That’s right. Men’s testicles hurt so much more compared to other parts of the body. You don't even need to stab it. Just twist it once and you’ll probably… Mmm!"

Zachary stalked toward her with a livid look on his face and covered her mouth. "Shut your mouth!"

Sophia stood on one side without saying a word, excluding herself from their conversation.

"I’m not planning to change my gender." Charles shot Zachary a cool glance. "If you’re planning to change your gender, I will be more than happy to sponsor you with the funds for the procedure."

Zachary, "..."

He refused Charles' ‘kindness’ without even thinking about it.

That was the end of the topic. Clara cowered behind Sophia again and complained to her in a whisper, "I think Big Iceberg is up to no good every time he smiles, but when he doesn’t smile, I think that nothing good will come out of it either."

Sophia hummed nonchalantly and focused her eyes on the ground.

Clara shivered in an exaggerated manner and hugged her arms around her chest, muttering, "Actually, calling him Big Iceberg isn’t really fitting either. He smiles a lot too even though they look fake… Gosh, he’s looking at me!!! Did he hear me talking about him?!!!"