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Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 82

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"Sophia, you know very well that I will try my best to fight for something if I really like it." Leah’s eyes were filled with struggles. "I treat you as my friend with all my heart, that’s why I’m confessing to you before your engagement. Otherwise, this will only ruin your relationship if I were to confess after you get engaged or married."

Sophia put all her energy into leaning against the tree behind her and changed the position of her legs that were crossing each other. "So what if you like Charles too?"

"I hope you can break off your engagement with Charles and compete fairly with me. If he picks you in the end, then you will never hear another word from me," Leah said slowly, a layer of light casting over the depth of her eyes.

Not far away from the Chinese parasol tree was a patch of autumn chrysanthemum. The flowers’ fragrance was caught in the cool autumn breeze, gladdening the heart and refreshing the mind. Despite that, it smelt pungent to Sophia and made her irritable.

"I’ve been pursuing him for ten years ever since I started playing house as Charles’ bride at eight years old. I finally made him relent and get engaged to me.

"Now you’re telling me that you like him too and want me to call off this engagement so that we can compete fairly? You’re saying that this is you being considerate of me?! How shameless can you get, Leah?"

Sophia straightened up her body, stuffed the gift box back into Leah's arms whilst wearing a frosty look on her face, and slammed the Beats headphones she gave her to the ground. Then, she stepped it into pieces in front of her.

She turned around, swiftly wiped the corners of her eyes, and walked back to class under everyone’s curious gaze.

"Sophia, do our five years of friendship mean nothing to you?" Leah’s voice that was choking with sobs rang out behind her.

This was the first time Sophia had ever heard Leah shouting in public. Despite that, she did not stop and continued striding forward.

It was precisely because Leah was a good friend whom she cared about that made it difficult for her to accept it. They had been friends for many years. Leah should know better than anyone how much she liked Charles!

"Must you push me over the edge?" Leah yelled behind her. She had seemingly lost control of herself.

Many people were passing by at school, and passersby would cast a glance in their direction from time to time. Both of them were top students in the dance department and were also famous and well-known for being beautiful.

Sophia pursed her lips with the chewing gum still stuck to her face and kept walking. She was walking slightly faster than usual now, seemingly distressed.

The scene changed, and she was now outside the Whites’ villa.

The night shrouded the earth, yet the splendid and magnificent building was brightly lit. The windows reflected silhouettes that were toasting each other at a dinner party.

Sophia was sitting in the red sports car her brother bought her. Cold sweat soaked her forehead, her back, and her hands that were clasping onto the steering wheel.

Her eyes were enshrouded by a dense layer of mist. She had lost track of how many times she attempted to slam on the brakes—

It was useless!

It was still useless!

Terror seized her heart. Her limbs turned weak, her lips could not stop trembling. Cold sweat flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

She still had many wishes unfulfilled. She did not want to die yet—not like that!

Beep—

Beep—

At this time, her phone started vibrating.

Sophia connected her phone to her Bluetooth earphones. Tears gushed out without warning as she said incoherently, "Sterling… Help me… Help me. I'm just out... outside. The car… The car isn’t..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a person suddenly walked out of the villa.

Leah’s short, white gown outlined her lean and shapely waist. She had combed up her long hair, making her appear intellectual and elegant. At this moment, however, she was heading straight for the sports car.

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