Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 220

Sophia covered her mouth and made dry-heaving sounds from time to time, making no comment on what was just said.

"Can you switch to the middle seat, Ms. White?" The bald man said ultimately, "This pal of mine has mysophobia. Please excuse him."

Sophia covered her mouth and said in an unclear voice, "I understand."

She bent over and shifted to the center-left seat with some effort.

"Ken, I think a car is tailing us," the man in the front passenger seat glanced at the rearview mirror and said to the bald man.

Sophia pursed her lips and glanced back like the rest of them. Tailgating behind them was an ordinary Volkswagen. She could neither recognize the car model nor the license plate number.

She frowned slightly. There was slightly more sweat in her palms now.

The bald man turned the steering wheel, pulled into the sidewalk, and slowly came to a halt. He said to the man in the front passenger seat, "Go out and see what’s going on."

The man replied and got out of the car after opening the door.

Sophia stared at the opened car door as her heart started racing. However, the difficulty level of making an escape from the front passenger seat under the supervision of four men was too high.

"Ken, I really can't stand the stench in here. I'll leave the rest to you guys!" The man with mysophobia fought the nauseating sensation and stepped over the vomit, then patted the car door on the right. "Open the door on this side, Ken!"

Sophia lowered her head and placed her left hand on the left door switch whilst breaking out in cold sweat.

"Get out from the front," the bald man glanced at Sophia before saying to the man.

Sophia frowned and watched as the man took a few more steps and got out through the door on the front passenger seat.

"The shoes landed on the car’s windshield. I apologized to the owner and paid him hundreds of bucks." Not long after that, the man in the front passenger seat returned and closed the door.

The car’s engine was restarted and they drove onto a highway. Seeing the direction where the car was driving in, Sophia could only tell that she was not going to the airport nor the train station. Later…

"Are... Are you guys sending me to East Suburb Prison?" Sophia's voice was trembling when she reached the end of her sentence.

No one gave her any response.

Sophia's body went cold. Almost every word she said was squeezed out of her throat, "For what crime are you sending me to prison for? Why are you sending me there?"

"I have already made myself very clear, Ms. White. We received orders to send you here. As for the rest, we know nothing at all," the bald man said.

Sophia lowered her head and recalled the two years she spent in prison. Her eyes were so gloomy that even the scar at the end of her eyebrow was stained with a hint of viciousness.

"What are you doing?!" the man in the last row shouted.

At almost the same time when he started shouting, Sophia took off the stud on her right ear, fastened her hand around the neck of the bald man with one hand, and pressed the stud next to his temple with the other. "Stop the car!"

She would not go back to that prison again!

She would never return again even if she had to die!

The bald man was not even the slightest apprehensive. "Do you really think you can hurt me with an ear stud, Ms. White?"

"You don’t believe I can?" Sophia asked without a single expression on her face. "You don’t believe that the ear stud is that sharp, or you don’t believe that I am brave enough to do it?"