Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 272

Sophia felt uncomfortable from getting too close to the voluptuousness of Marie's upper body and had no choice but to shift toward Charles. The heat of her body passed through the clothes on her body and spread onto Charles. His Adam's apple rolled slightly and he drained all the tea in the cup, yet the sense of thirst he felt did not diminish even the slightest.

Sophia did not notice this and pursed her lips, trying to say something, but simply opened her mouth without saying anything at all.

"Tell Mr. Fredrickson I said okay. Tell him that I hope that he as well as other directors won’t change their minds." Charles stood up and pulled Sophia up. "As for my aunts and uncle, I will deal with them myself."

Marie darted a coquettish glance at him and tucked the loose strands of hair on her temple behind her ears. "Don't worry. Do you think a cold-blooded, ruthless, and self-centered capitalist like him would choose to give up on a ferocious creature like you for a fortune cat?"

She walked to the cabinet, took out the tea she had just obtained, and put it in front of him.

"No, it’s too expensive." Charles glanced at it and said succinctly.

"..." Marie stuffed the tea into his arms grumpily. “It’s a gift for you!"

After that, she turned her head to look at Sophia, saying with a stern look on her face. "Think about what I just suggested."

Sophia was about to answer when Charles said, "Just mind your own business. We’re leaving."

As soon as his voice fell, he had already brought Sophia away.

Looking at the empty doorway, Marie was so mad that she was dying to take her can of tea back!

Charles held Sophia’s hand and went downstairs. After getting in the car, she had finally made up her mind. "I want to go back to the Whites."

To be precise, she wanted to return to White Industries, not White residence.

The reason why Master Harris, Charles, and Leah were able to dominate her life was not only because she was too foolish, but it was also because the backing force behind them was far stronger than hers.

White Industries could not compare to Harris Corporation, it was also slightly worse than Jones Group. If she became the head of White Industries or helped her brother to become the head of White Industries, these people would need to think twice the next time they decided to lay their hands on her.

"You don’t have to take Marie’s words seriously." Charles started the car engine, frowning almost imperceptibly. His voice was cool.

"There’s nothing wrong with Marie’s suggestion." Sophia said with a deadpan expression, "I can't just rely on you."

Charles turned the engine off and turned around to look at her, saying slowly, "I beg to differ."

"Why not?" Sophia asked with a frown.

Charles avoided her gaze. "Your legs will heal soon. You can go back to school when that happens. Which university do you want to attend? The same as the last one?"

"Even if you aren’t keeping an eye out on me, I still won’t be able to escape. Like what you said, there’s still your grandpa, my dad, Leah, and the rest, I can't run even if I want to."

"Besides, you’re always saying that you will protect me, but can you really protect me?"

"If you can actually protect me, then you wouldn’t be coerced after the car accident two years ago and you also wouldn’t need to threaten your grandpa with a knife to stop him from sending me to prison this time, no?" Sophia asked.

Charles did not respond, but she could tell from his expression that he disagreed.

"I didn’t accept you earlier because I hated you; I don’t accept you now because I am afraid that when I fall in love with you again, I won’t be able to fight back when you cease to be faithful to me or when you misunderstood me—just like what happened two years ago."

"However, if I could achieve a bit of achievement in White Industries, with a little bit of support behind my back, maybe… I wouldn’t be as afraid anymore." When she got to the last sentence, Sophia's butterfly-wing-like eyelashes fluttered several times in an unnatural manner when she blinked.

Charles stared at her, his deep and serene eyes were like a whirlpool that seemed to be drawing her into the abyss.

Sophia met his gaze for a while and felt uncomfortable all over. She then turned away in an attempt to avoid his gaze.

"Did you really mean what you said?" Charles cupped her face with both hands, forcing her to stare into his eyes.