Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 133

As soon as his voice fell, two nurses held the ground for support and stood up. They then pushed Sophia out.

Charles fixed his eyes on Sophia and followed her subconsciously.

“I’m warning you, Charles, don't follow us!" Sterling barred his way, seized his collar with both hands, and said in a suppressed voice as he gnawed his teeth.

After saying those words, he trotted away to catch up with Sophia.

"Charles." Yvette walked up to him, sighed, and said, "I don’t care what sort of grudges you hold against Sophia, but she can’t be agitated right now. I’m begging you as a mother, please don’t show up in front of her during this period of time."

Charles stared straight at her and clenched his fists slightly without a word.

"Charles—" Yvette called him again. There was a pleading look in the depth of her eyes.

Charles unclenched his fist, clenched it, then unclenched it again before saying coolly, "Okay."

Yvette breathed a sigh of relief after getting his affirmation and went to see Sophia anxiously with Megan, Nicole, and her servant following behind her.

Suddenly, Charles, Marie, and Doctor Lance, who was sitting on the ground, were the only ones left in the corridor that had been overcrowded just moments earlier.

Charles glanced at the two words that wrote ‘emergency room’, pursed his lips, and walked toward the elevator. His tall figure looked battered and forlorn.

Marie stood on the same spot for half a minute, thanked the doctor, then followed him into the elevator.

The two of them were the only ones in the elevator.

Marie leaned on the elevator and looked at him with the corners of her lips curled up. "Are you going to continue to deny that you have feelings for Sophia, Mr. Harris? You’re 24 years old now. It’s boring to play the double game you know."

This time, Charles did not deny it immediately like he used to but changed the subject instead. "Report to me once you’ve investigated the rooftop incident."

Ding!

The elevator had arrived on the first floor.

Charles strode out of the elevator. Under the surprised and curious eyes of the crowd, he walked out of the hospital clad in his damp pajamas and slippers before driving off.

The rain had stopped. The sky was blue, and the air was fresh.

Marie took a deep breath and gave herself a good stretch as she stared at the sky while wearing a languid and fascinated look on her face.

Judging from Mr. Harris' personality, he was supposed to invite her into his car like the gentleman that he was. However, he drove away without saying anything this time… Tsk, someone was disconcerted.

Sophia was lying on the hospital bed in the ward. Her face was as pale as a thin paper, and the loose hospital gown had set off her scrawny figure, making her appear much scrawnier now.

Sterling did not ask her what happened. He was simply staring at her with scarlet eyes, weeping in silence. His behavior paired with his nondescript attire made him look especially hilarious, yet no one was in the mood to laugh.

"Shouldn't you be happy that I’m alive, Sterling?" Sophia tugged at her lips, yet the smile did not reach her eyes. There was only disappointment that she could not conceal.

She thought that she would be dead for sure this time. She did not expect to get pulled back from the gates of hell again… After she was discharged from the hospital, she would most probably return to her dull and undignified life again. It seemed like the heavens were not going to let her take the easy way out after all.

Nicole handed a paper towel to Sterling and said with a frown, "Soph just came back from the jaws of death. This should be a good thing. Why are you crying instead? Go out if you’re going to keep crying. You are not allowed to cry here!"

Sterling did not take the paper towel. He gave his face a quick wipe with his sleeves and sniffed his nose hard, questioning Sophia, "When you begged to die, did you not think about Nicole and me?"