Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 29

Sophia clenched her fists together, not looking back. “Mr. Jones, you already have a girlfriend. Aren’t you afraid that your girlfriend might misunderstand if you stay here with me?”

The strength on her shoulder loosened slightly. Without sparing William a second glance, she left the stairwell immediately.

It was just her bad luck that she met Audrey again.

Sophia paused and then proceeded to walk straight ahead. However, when she went to the left, so did Audrey. When she went to the right, so did Audrey. This woman was intent on blocking her way and preventing her from passing.

“Why did Will look for you?” Audrey asked demandingly, her teeth gnashing together.

Sophia did not answer and instead replied with a question. “They say I broke Leah’s leg. Do you really think Mr. Jones will get together with his sister’s enemy?”

Audrey hesitated, yet she was still worried. “If you’re not guilty, tell me truthfully why Will was looking for you.”

“What do you want to ask? Just ask me directly.” William walked out of the stairwell. There was an ugly expression on his face.

The anger and jealousy on Audrey’s face immediately vanished and was replaced by panic. She jogged over to William’s side. While hanging on to his arm, she said softly, “Will, I…”

Sophia had no interest in getting involved with this couple. Without Audrey blocking her way, she went straight into the party hall.

However, everyone at the party was in fancy attire and makeup, holding glasses of wine as they talked and laughed with each other. She looked out of place no matter where she went with her short, uneven hair and janitor uniform. She had no idea where to go all of a sudden.

She looked dazedly at Charles who was standing beside Leah and talking to Mr. and Madam Jones. She did not know what they were talking about, but there was a faint smile on his handsome face.

Her father, on the other hand, was talking to some men clad in suits. He merely turned his head to give her a fleeting look before shifting his gaze away as if he had seen something dirty.

This was the first time that it had become clear to her that she was truly alone.

“Miss, Mr. Harris wants you to go over there.” A waiter walked over and spoke to her.

Sophia nodded tiredly as she dragged her sore legs to where Charles was.

“Sophia, your clothes are all wet. You’ll get a chill wearing them the entire night,” Leah said gently. “I think it’s better that you change into my dress.”

“She broke your leg, and you’re still so nice to her. You’re being so silly!” Madam Jones said resentfully. “Will you still happily help them count the money when they sell you out?”

Lowering her head, Sophia bit her lip. Anger rushed through her chest, but there was nothing else she could do except endure it.

Charles laughed as he said cryptically, “Aunt Lewis, you don’t know your daughter very well.”

Leah Jones, silly? Hah, what a joke.

“?” Madam Jones looked at him puzzledly, not understanding what he meant by that. In her wheelchair, Leah had an ugly expression on her face.

Charles did not seem like he was going to explain what he meant. Placing his empty glass on the waiter’s tray, he picked up a fresh glass of champagne before striding away on his long legs.

Sophia followed in his lead. She had a weak stomach, and she had not eaten. Her stomach hurt a little bit.

“William Jones was looking for you?” Charles did not stop walking as he asked indifferently.

Sophia paused for a moment before she realized that he was talking to her. She grunted in response.

“You’re working really hard to get back into this circle.” Charles stopped and gazed down at her. “You broke Leah’s legs. Do you think you’ll still have a chance with William? Hmm?”

His dark eyes stared into hers, his expression no different from before. Yet, she inexplicably felt that he was unhappy. She had no idea what she did to make him feel that way.

She licked her dry lips, casting her eyes downward to avoid his gaze. “I’m not trying to do anything.”

Charles laughed lightly. There seemed to be sarcasm in his laugh.

Sophia opened her mouth in an attempt to explain, yet did not say anything in the end. He never believed what she said, so there was no point in explaining.