Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 53

Madam Jones stared straight at Sophia with a look of disgust that she did not even bother to disguise. "She set Leah up and turned her into this state. You’re generous enough to invite her to your birthday party and even allow her to follow you around? Aren’t you afraid that this murderer will put poison in your champagne when you aren’t paying attention?"

Her remarks were acid and mean, but none of them currently present thought it was too much.

In their opinion, if Sophia had crippled their perfect daughter, then they would not be looking at her with a smile on their faces either!

Jenny lowered her head, feeling even more awkward and embarrassed now. She cleared her throat, trying to speak up for her daughter but did not know how to start.

Yvette smiled and said casually, "I happen to have a cold these two days but didn’t want to take my medicine because it tastes awful. Soph has always been a considerate child, she would most probably put cold medicine in my drink."

Having said that, she turned her head and looked at Sophia. "Certain cold medicines can’t go with champagne. You need to pay attention or someone is going to say that you’re attempting murder again if something happens to me."

"If you don't like to take liquid medicine, then I can make you brown sugar ginger tea. I remember that you like sweet drinks," Sophia took her lead and got herself out of the embarrassing situation.

Yvette chuckled. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes formed shallow ripples. "It must be hard for you to remember my taste so well."

The two echoed each other, choking Madam Jones up with so much anger that it disrupted her blood circulation. Her face turned crimson.

Jenny stood next to her, feeling even more guilty and embarrassed now. She raised her head and glanced at Sophia. "Soph, hurry up and apologize to Aunt Lewis. You can’t talk to your elders like that next time.”

"Your words puzzle me, Madam White. Did I say something wrong?" Sophia asked nonchalantly.

Jenny widened her eyes. They had turned completely red. She was completely taken aback by the two words ‘Madam White’.

"You didn’t say anything wrong. Maybe because Jenny has advanced in years, so her ears aren’t working so well now. She must’ve misheard you." Yvette took Sophia's hand and patted it several times to console her.

Sophia lowered her eyes and did not make a sound. However, her chest felt as though it was clogged up by a ball of cotton soaked in water. It was humid and suffocating. It felt exceptionally difficult to even breathe.

This feeling of having her own mother taking somebody else’s side, whereas an elder who had no blood relations with her whatsoever was taking hers, felt beyond awful.

Madam Jones' face was overcast when she saw Yvette taking Sophia’s side.

The atmosphere was more awkward than ever. No one said anything. With the noisy crowd around them, they simply looked out of place.

"Sigh, Lew looks really unhappy. I'm afraid she will start having a knot in her heart if I continue to keep you by my side," Yvette spoke at last.

Upon hearing her words, Madam Jones' face finally smoothed out a little. "I apologize for putting you in such a difficult situation, but Sophia nearly killed my daughter, so I really don't want to see her. Please understand my situation."

Jenny had already snapped back from the shock she received earlier. She looked at Sophia with reddened eyes. There were accusation and confusion in them.

Sophia lowered her eyes slightly and refused to look at her.

"We’ve been sisters for so many years, you really don’t need to be so polite to me." Yvette curled her lips, beckoning to Charles standing not far away. "Charles, come here!"

Charles turned his head to look, then raised his eyebrows slightly. He said something to the person next to him and walked over. "What's the matter, Mom?"

"Aunt Lewis doesn't like Sophia. It won’t be appropriate for me to keep her by my side. Take her with you," Yvette said regretfully.

Upon hearing her words, Sophia's heart dropped with a thud. She raised her head and was just about to say that there was no need to trouble Mr. Harris when she heard Charles saying, "Let's go."

"I’ll excuse myself, then," Sophia said to everyone present there before treading on Charles’ heels restlessly.

Madam Jones watched as the two figures walked away. Frustration clogged up her throat, but she could neither cough it out nor swallow it. It felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"I honestly have no idea what you drugged Mother with." Charles turned around to look at her, then looked in front again, during which someone greeted him and he nodded in return.