Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 276

Sophia made only less than half a minute eye contact with him then looked away. "...I'm going upstairs now."

"Go on." Charles paused, then raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, adding, "It’s seven o’clock now, before eight… half-past seven, you will still have a chance to back out. I will think of a solution to solve this problem."

Sophia stopped dead in her tracks without looking back. "There’s no need for that."

She would take care of her own problems. She could not be relying on him her entire life.

As for the child, she would do her best to protect and make up for him or her.

Sophia went back to her room and took a shower. After hesitating for a moment, she blow-dried her hair, went to bed after taking off her slippers, and laid in the blanket. She was afraid of getting cold, but there was already heating in the villa. She put her hands outside, the scars on her arms were set against the pure white quilt, making them look particularly obvious, like twisted centipedes.

Tick, tick.

The ticking of the cartoon alarm clock by her bed sounded particularly loud, striking over and over again on Sophia's heart, causing her heart to pound with it.

Seven twenty.

Ten minutes left.

Sophia licked her dry lips, sat up, and switched off the light in the room, leaving only the lamp on the bedside table switched on. She raised her head and stared intently for a while, then went back to bed. Within a minute or two, she stood up again and switched on the light in the room.

The lights were too bright, would it be particularly awkward for them to stare at each other later?

Sophia frowned and switched off the light in the room again, but before she could walk back to the side of the bed, she retraced her steps again and switched on the light in the room.

She wondered if Charles would turn up in a suit. She had never unbuckled a man’s belt before.

She had also forgotten whether he was wearing a tie today. It might be embarrassing if she could not untie his tie and belt if the lights were switched off.

There was also one more thing. She did not know if this was also Charles’ first time. If they could not find the right position like some of the couples on the Internet, all their efforts tonight might be in vain, which could add to the embarrassment.

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After dumping the leftovers into the trash can, Charles wanted to put the dirty dishes, dirty bowls, and dirty chopsticks in the dishwasher, but when he snapped back to his senses, he realized that he had thrown all the plates and bowls into the trash can as well.

He looked at the trash can that had filled up in an instant and rubbed his brows gently, then went upstairs to take a shower. When he came out, he realized that he came out of the shower five minutes faster than usual.

Charles picked up the hairdryer and switched it on. After only two seconds, he switched it off again.

His hair was still dripping wet as drops of water trickled down his hair, flowing all the way down along his body. He watched as the water droplets merged into his bath towel and vanished, seemingly lost in his thoughts.

He then reached out and moved his towel, pulling it down a little to expose his Apollo’s belt, yet not so much that it would expose his private parts.

Charles looked in the mirror, turned around and frowned. He then yanked off his bath towel and started rummaging around his suits and picked one out.

After changing his clothes, he picked up his men's cologne but put it down again after hesitating for a moment. He tidied himself up in the mirror, took off his suit jacket, undid his tie, then loosened his cufflinks, and rolled up his shirt’s sleeve a little, revealing his elegant and well-defined forearms.

After doing these, Charles glanced at the time—nineteen past seven.

He put on his watch, picked up his phone, and retraced his steps when he reached the door. He removed his watch, put it on the table with his phone, and finally walked out the door.

Sophia's room was just next to Charles’. He walked to the door and wanted to knock but put his hand down again after raising it.