Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 221

“That man has come clean, so why are you still lying to me, Charles?" Leah let out a wry smile, making her look pitiable.

Charles’ countenance remained the same after hearing what she said. He asked, "Why are you still asking me when you already know the answer?"

"Your attitude breaks my heart, Charles." Leah sighed softly before saying pointedly, "It looks like you will keep treating me this way as long as Sophia is around."

Charles tugged at his lips. "You’ve got the wrong idea, Leah. Even if Sophia isn’t around, I will still treat you the way I’m supposed to treat you."

The only difference was that he now hated her even more after learning that she had set Sophia up in the past!

"At least if she wasn’t around, you wouldn’t have asked someone to play such videos of Ms. Lawrence at her wedding, right, Charles?" Leah raised her head to peer into his eyes. Her eyes were lucid.

Charles wore an indifferent look on his face. "So?"

"Charles, I won’t tell anyone that you’ve instructed Ms. Lawrence's ex-fiancé to play this video at the wedding, nor will I take any actions against you," Leah said.

"But, our marriage has been decided and we will be getting engaged very soon. I hope you can keep your distance from Sophia. This will be good for you, for me, and for the Jones family. What do you think?"

The corners of Charles' mouth curved up into a mocking arc. "I’m not thinking of anything."

Having said that, he turned around and walked toward Wealth Hall.

"Who knows if your overprotectiveness is actually a good thing for Sophia." Leah's voice might sound soft and gentle, but there were unconcealable jealousy and hatred hidden in the depth of her water-like eyes.

Charles stopped for only a fleeting moment before striding away without looking or saying a word to her.

At the sight of his resolute back, the arc hanging on Leah’s mouth vanished gradually. The depth of her eyes was stained with a trace of obscurity.

Wealth Hall might be huge, but one could see nearly everything at one glance. Moreover, Sophia was wearing a lavender evening gown that no one else was wearing, hence he should be able to spot her at one glance.

Despite that, Charles looked back and forth several times but still could not find Sophia.

His brows furrowed slightly. He could not help but increase the strength of his grip when he held the kraft paper folder. He then took out his phone and dialed Sophia's number.

"The number you dialed cannot be reached at the moment."

Charles pursed his lips and dialed several times consecutively. Every time, the cold electronic tone would ring out. "The number you dialed cannot be reached at the moment."

He hung up the call as his right eyelid twitched a few times. There was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

"Leave? Where to?"

"Sterling was asking me when I’m leaving tonight. He wants to visit the place where I’m staying now."

His conversation with Sophia today echoed in his head. Charles' eyes were clouded with a layer of mist. Holding the kraft paper folder in his hand, he strode with his long legs toward Sterling and Nicole.

Sterling was currently sitting in a wheelchair as Nicole pushed him. They followed behind James and Jenny listlessly as they greeted a group of elders.

Seeing that Charles was approaching, Sterling rolled his eyes hard and acted as though he did not see him.

James, however, laughed and said, "You’re here, Charles."

Having said that, he glanced at Charles' side, asking, "Why isn’t Soph with you?"