Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 58

"Charles is so protective of the club’s staff. He’s such a good boss." Leah's eyes flashed, and she pushed her wheelchair to the table. "No wonder so many people like to work with Charles."

There was a certain distance between the wheelchair and the tabletop. After she picked up the teapot with difficulty, her hand trembled. The boiling hot tea in the teapot spilled directly onto Sophia's lap.

"Hiss!" The hot water almost directly splashed on Sophia's body too, and she was dressed in thin working attire. She sucked in a breath of pain, and the cold sweat on her forehead appeared instantly.

Her entire right thigh was wet, and the water in the teapot was almost entirely poured out onto her body. Leah was really stable in doing things.

Charles frowned slightly. He moved to get up, but after seeing that the water had already splashed onto her body, he sat down again. He placed his hands on the table, clasping the tabletop while looking a little irritated.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold the teapot firmly just now!" Leah panicked and put the teapot on the table, her reddish eyes full of guilt. "Is it very painful? I'm sorry, I didn't know it would happen. If I knew, I would rather be thirsty than..."

Charles interrupted her with a cool voice and said to Sophia, "Go to a clinic to see to your legs. You don’t need to come in for work these next few days."

"Thank...Thank you, Mr. Harris." Sophia softly thanked him, forcing herself to endure the pain as her eyes glanced over at the table. "Can I… borrow a teacup...?"

The frequency of Charles clasping the table became a little faster. A bit of chill was heard in his voice. "Use it."

"Are you thirsty and want to drink water? Let me help you." Leah was flushed with embarrassment and went to get the teapot eagerly.

Sophia picked up an empty teacup and resisted the urge to throw it at her. "I'm not thirsty."

"Not thirsty? Then, what do you want a teacup for?" Leah put the teapot back on the table again. She said worriedly, "The water was so hot, you should hurry and go to the hospital."

Under Leah’s pretentious care, Sophia smashed the teacup onto the ground and picked up a fragment. Then, she made a small cut on her clothes and grasped the small opening with both hands.

Rip!

The clothes were torn, revealing her red thighs that had been scalded with more than ten blisters. The blisters and the previous scars on her thighs crisscrossed, appearing shocking.

If she had not torn her clothes open, the blisters would stick to her clothes after a while. She would be suffering pain when the time came.

Charles' gaze landed on the blisters and scars. At the same time, he stopped tapping the tabletop. For some unknown reason, his hands seemed to tremble a bit.

"I will pay the price for the teacup later." Sophia wiped the cold sweat that flowed down her forehead and walked out with great difficulty.

She already had an old wound on her right leg before this, and now that it was scalded by hot tea, she seemed more disabled and slow when she walked.

Her thin figure was reflected in Charles's pupils. His slightly frowning brows had loosened up, but his eyes became even darker.

"You are already injured like this. It is not convenient for you to go to the hospital by yourself. I will ask Charles to find someone and send you there." Leah turned the wheelchair to quickly catch up with Sophia and grabbed her arm.

The more Leah seemed sincere, the more sick Sophia felt. "I don’t need you to be ..."

She caught a glimpse at Charles, and she swallowed the ‘fake’ that was in her throat again.

“I shouldn’t trouble Ms. Jones. I’ll just take a taxi.”