Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 148

“You more or less know what happened during the accident two years ago, don’t you? Mr. White,” Charles asked slowly, firmly fixing his gaze on James.

This was the first time James was discussing the accident two years ago with Charles. He weighed his options for a while and kept his eyes on Charles’ face as he said, “It doesn’t matter who was in the right or wrong back then. In the end, the one who was hurt was Leah. Sophia’s leg was broken and she was thrown into prison, so that was her justifiable punishment. As for…”

“You sure are a ‘good’ guy,” Charles interrupted him with a laugh.

James did not understand what he meant. He thought it was a compliment, so he said politely, “Sophia made a mistake, so she naturally should be punished. Although she’s my daughter, I have to be fair, right? I can’t just take her side.”

“Yeah, you’re such a philanthropist.” Charles chuckled softly.

James smiled. “So about that land in G City…”

He trailed off there, but the unspoken words were quite clear.

“Join the auction as usual. I’d advise you to prepare more money. If your company doesn’t have enough liquid funds, you can take a loan from the bank. I’m busy, so I’ll take my leave now.” Charles strode away before James could stop him.

James’s smile faded, replaced with a look of dazed confusion on his handsome middle-aged face. He watched as Charles’s back disappeared from sight, his perplexity only deepening.

Charles was still angry at the Whites over Sophia’s running over Leah, but he had cut all ties with Sophia now, so why was Charles still upset with him?

At the same time, the way Charles looked at Sophia today was not a look of hatred. It seemed more like… He frowned and glanced at the room. After much contemplation, he went inside.

Sophia’s expression was hard as she walked barefoot to the grassy area in front of the hospital. There were lights in the vicinity, but they were not very bright. At the same time, it was already nine in the night, so the patients and their visiting family members had long since gone back from their strolls. The place was empty.

The cold sensation crawled up her feet, going up her legs, her body, her arms… Her entire body felt ice-cold, except for the burning fire in her heart. The flames did not warm her up, burning solely on fury and pent-up frustrations. They threatened to burn her soul to cinders.

“Put up some shoes, Soph. The ground is cold and bad for your health.” Nicole stood behind her for a long time before heaving a quiet sigh. She brought the shoes up to Sophia.

Be it her crippled leg or her faulty lungs, both would only get worse if she caught a chill.

Sophia kept her head low, not looking at Nicole or putting on her shoes. The cold in her body and the heat in her heart wove together, making her feel like she was boiling alive in hot oil.

“No matter how mad you are, you shouldn’t put your health at risk over it. If your condition gets worse, you’ll be the one in pain, not the people you hate.” Nicole crouched down and grabbed her foot. “Lift your leg.”

Sophia shook her head. There was something moist flowing down the corner of her eye, and she hurriedly wiped it away. Her voice was somewhat hoarse as she said, “I want some time to cool off by myself. Nicole, you should head back inside. It’s cold out here.”

“I told you to lift your leg, so do it. Do you want to tick me off?” Nicole looked up and barked at her, “If you keep being so stubborn, I’ll sic your brother on you.”

Sophia laughed, a tear flowing into her mouth. It was salty. “He’s practically disabled now. He can’t get out of bed, let alone hit me.”