Sam said to Sophia, “You’ve had a hard time recently.”
As she peered at his face, the image of Corrado eating sh*t flashed across her eyes. She then started recalling the scene of Sam kissing Corrado earlier. Putting these two images together… Sophia instantly felt nauseous.
Even though Sam had a high social status, Sophia only had one thought at this moment…
Bleurgh!
After that, she turned around and saw Corrado sitting on the toilet with a deep yearning in his eyes. It was as if he was waiting to start digging into the pile of mashed-up food beneath her. The sight of that made her queasy again…
Sam came over and asked, “Sophia, what’s going on?”
While Michael was getting some water and tissue for Sophia, he overheard Sam’s question. He stuck out his neck and cracked, “Perhaps your gorgeous face made her nauseous, Master Sam.”
Sam thought that these words had deeper implications and were full of hatred, but he did not know why Michael said these to him.
The rest of the people who were there knew that it had something to do with the dogs, as Judge made Sophia throw up once before.
Trying to soothe the awkwardness, Stanley piped in, “Ha! Uncle Michael loves to joke!”
Sophia threw up so hard that she almost emptied her gastric acids. After coming out of the bathroom, she saw Sam’s face and immediately felt queasy again.
Knowing that Sam was the reason that she threw up, Michael quickly stated, “Master Sam, Sophia doesn’t seem to be well today. I’ll bring her to her room upstairs to get some rest.”
Hearing that, Sam did a double-take. He felt something but could not tell what exactly it was. He then said, “Take care. I’ll be off now.”
Sam’s voice instantly reminded Sophia of his face. As such, she started retching again.
I guess I can never look Master Sam in the eye again…
Michael quickly took her back to the bedroom and gave her something to drink before putting her to sleep.
The next day, Sophia still felt unwell. I think it’s serious this time. It seems like every time I try eating something, Sam’s face will appear. His face will then remind me of Corrado and his mouthful of poop…
Bleurgh!
Having just eaten breakfast, Sophia puked out all the food again. After that, she lay on her bed and was having difficulty breathing; her head was also starting to hurt.
Michael patted her head before tucking her under the blanket. Meanwhile, he cast a quick glance at Corrado in the corner and said, “Is it because of this dog? Let me send him away.”
I only planned to let Corrado eat some sh*t to make Sam feel sick, and perhaps through that, Sophia would stop liking him. I guess I succeeded—Sophia can’t stop feeling queasy every time she sees Sam now. I didn’t expect it to get so bad.
“Maybe it’s work-related stress. I’ll just take two days off work,” Sophia responded weakly as she lay in bed.
The sight of her ashen face made Michael feel bad. He never meant to overdo it. Alas, what he did backfired and now Sophia got sick.
“That sounds like a good idea. Take two days off work and get some good rest.”
Recently, Sophia had been working long hours as her business progressed. Plum Technology had been doing well to the extent that Stanley had started preparing for its listing.
After successfully sending Judge away, Michael turned to Corrado. This dog is truly hideous. I have to send him away.
There are way too many animals in the house. Some of them have to go. I have to find someone to adopt those newly born kittens. If I can’t find anyone to take them, I’m just going to send them to Sarah’s cat café. I don’t want these animals to nauseate Sophia anymore, especially that giant poodle that looks like walking feces. She’s so disgusting!
Sam began cursing him in his heart, Dog allergy, my *ss! I know you’re trying to get rid of me, Michael. But… Sophia did indeed throw up after seeing Corrado that day. Perhaps she’s really sick. Leaving Corrado there might really be inconvenient for them. As such, he smilingly went to pick up Corrado and left.
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