Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 323

"It must be really annoying for you to hear me talk about things like that, huh… Ha, Soph, just pretend like you didn’t hear anything and ignore me. I always like to entertain these irrational thoughts." Jenny chuckled sheepishly.

Sophia turned to look at her slightly sunken cheeks. "Since you know that they’re just irrational thoughts, then you should stop worrying about these things. You are probably bored. I remember that you are quite interested in flower arrangement. Why don't you sign up for a flower arrangement class?"

"No, only young people will attend classes like that. They will only find me annoying if I attend. Even you guys find me annoying, let alone them." Jenny declined immediately.

Sophia frowned slightly and suggested, "If you don't want to be with young people, I'll just hire a private tutor, how’s that?"

"No, no. Don't worry about me." Jenny looked at her wrinkled brows and said with anxiety and panic, "Did I say something to upset you again? I’ll apologize to you. Don't be angry, okay!"

Sophia said no and asked her not to think too much. Despite that, she still looked panic-stricken.

Staying together would only make both of them uncomfortable, hence Sophia made an excuse to leave. When Jenny walked her to her room, she still looked like she was worried that Sophia would be mad.

There was a stifling feeling in Sophia’s heart.

Was it her fault that Mom had turned out this way? Dad had set his heart on taking advantage of her, whereas Mom was just so fickle-minded. She was actually quite mad at Mom at the time, having no intention to come home.

Sophia stood in the corridor for quite some time before returning to her room.

Charles had already taken a shower and was sitting on the bed wearing a half-open bathrobe. His half-exposed chest and abdominal muscles looked very attractive.

When he saw her walking in, he shifted his gaze away from the document. "Tomorrow your father’s secretary will hand you a document to appoint you as White Industries’ consultant. I’m not so sure which aspect it will be, but it will do you no harm. You can just sign it straight away.”

Sophia hummed in reply and asked Charles for her phone.

Charles put down the document in his hand but did not give it to her immediately. Instead, he said suddenly, "I’ve always had many admirers from birth to present."

"Mm. I know." Sophia had pursued him for so many years, hence she knew very well how many admirers he had.

She stretched out her hand and motioned for him to give her the phone.

Charles picked up the phone and made to put it in her hand. Before she could grab it, he pulled it away again. "I have many admirers, but I keep a certain distance from all of them so others wouldn’t get the wrong idea."

"All of them?" Sophia retracted her hand and lowered her head to look at him.

She could see her reflection in Charles’s pupils. "You are an exception. I didn't realize that I liked you too."

"What about Leah? Why did you keep her by your side? Was it because you liked her but hadn’t realized it yet?" Sophia opened the closet, took out a pair of pajamas, and tossed it on the bed.

Charles's Adam's apple rolled slightly. "The Harris and Jones families are partners in many aspects. I couldn’t avoid her completely."

"My leg needs to be treated and Aunt Lucy is really kind to me. Dr. Hemingway is her nephew, so I can't avoid him completely as well." Sophia said mildly, "We shouldn’t have double standards as humans, Charles."

Charles handed her the phone, sat up straight, and picked up his document again. He stared at the words on the document for a very long time but his mind could not even process a single word that he was reading.

He raised the document slightly higher and looked at Sophia out of the corner of his eye. When he noticed how she was thoroughly engrossed in typing her replies on her mobile phone, he frowned almost imperceptibly.

Dr. Hemingway: [I'm sorry, I was performing an operation and just saw your text.]

Dr. Hemingway: [I do know several more competent psychologists, but the best ones are a little quirky. They don’t like people who use their special privileges. If you want the doctors to treat Aunt Jenny, then you have to turn up at the hospital in person. They’re not locals either.]

Dr. Hemingway: [As far as I know about patients with mental illness, they have an aversion to visiting a doctor. Aunt Jenny would most probably not agree to go to other provinces to see a doctor. Even if she agrees, it would also be difficult for the doctor if she refuses to cooperate.]

Sophia pursed her lips and responded with a text saying that she understood.