Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 438

Charles watched as the flames engulfed her and she writhed in agony in the fire, screaming for help as she desperately waited for him to save her.

However, he could not move a step. Even his throat seemed to be stuffed and he could not speak at all.

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“Sophia… Sophia!”

Charles opened his eyes, only to realize that he was on a hospital bed lying face up facing the empty, white ceiling.

He sat up in a daze and wiped his face, realizing that his face was covered with tear streaks.

“The patient is physically fine, this was caused by insufficient rest, hunger, excessive mental stress, and extreme grief. Please keep an eye on his mental state for this period of time,” the doctor said to Yvette.

Yvette nodded and escorted the doctor out of the room before she returned to the bed.

She wanted to talk some sense into her son but every time she tried to open her mouth, she could only sigh.

Charles lifted the blanket, wanting to get out of bed.

“Get some rest, will you? Where do you want to do?” Yvette hurried over to help him, worried he would stumble and fall.

Charles shook her hand away, his voice hoarse and weak when he replied, “I need to see Sophia.”

Everything that happened in his dream was in the past, except for the car explosion. He remembered that day. When Sophia got out of the car, she sprained her ankle because she was not used to wearing high heels, and in the end, he carried her to the sickbay in school.

Why had he not realize how much he liked her back then?

“There’s no need for you to do that.” Yvette had sighed more times this day than in her entire lifetime.

Charles paused in his tracks. “Why?”

“She has been sent for cremation. Ster said that he couldn’t bear seeing Soph like this and it hurt him too much so he and Nicole sent Soph for cremation,” Yvette explained.

Charles lowered his gaze and fell silent. He stood on the spot for a moment before he slowly sat down on the ground.

“What are you doing sitting on the floor?” Yvette rushed over to help him up. “It’s chilly on the floor, you should at least sit on the bed.”

“Leave me alone.” Charles shrugged her away as he stood up and searched for the packet of cigarettes among his pile of clothes but had no luck.

Upon seeing this, Yvette said, “Are you looking for your cigarettes? I threw them away. You worked so hard to quit smoking before this, you should stop smoking now, it’s not good for your health.”

Charles did not respond as he sat back on the ground.

Although he felt uncomfortable sitting on the cold, hard ground, the chill that came into contact with his body soothed his heart somehow and his anxious heart felt slightly quietened and calmed. Still, the peacefulness lasted for mere seconds.

Charles stood up again and reached for his phone to make a call. “Where’s Leah?”

“Everything was done according to your instructions. Her limbs have been broken and she’s recovering in the hospital now. She’ll be sent to prison once she’s physically stronger.”

Charles’ eyes immediately turned cold. “Send her over now and arrange a medical team for her. Just make sure she doesn’t die.”

Back then, she had asked him to break Sophia’s leg right before throwing Sophia into prison, had she not?

He wanted her to have a taste of her own medicine.