Even though it was a simple chat history, deep love was overflowing from it as she read through the chats between a loving couple.
While she looked at the chat history, Sophia suddenly felt a lump in her throat and a sinking feeling.
Looking at Michael’s profile picture, she typed many words on the keyboard, but she didn’t send it out in the end as she didn’t know what to say to him.
Suddenly, her phone rang, sending her into a shock. After all, this phone seldom rang nowadays since very few people knew she was back. Basically, no one would call this number anymore.
After recalling, she realized that everything matched what Michael had told her. This was one of his bodyguards.
“Miss Sophia,” the man said in a low yet mysterious voice. “I’m in the bushes opposite your house. Boss asked me to bring you something.”
Michael brought something for me?
Feeling slightly jubilant, Sophia quickly put on a coat on top of her pyjamas before she walked outside.
After she got out of the door, she saw the bushes right opposite her front gate. Sure enough, a dark figure stood there—a man with sunglasses was holding a box in his hands. After seeing her, he walked to her.
“This is a present from our boss.”
Sophia wanted to ask him whether he could watch where he was going with the dark sunglasses at this late hour. However, after sending the gift to her, he left immediately, not wanting to say anything extra to her.
Hence, she was left with the box in her hands, having no way to return it even if she wanted to.
After standing there blankly for a moment, she opened the box as a thick fragrance wafted into her nose. It was actually a box of roses.
Sophia couldn’t stop smiling. After all, this was her first time receiving real roses. Back when she was living in Africa, Quinton also gifted her many roses. However, due to his limitations, he could only give her plastic roses to represent his feelings.
As soon as she returned home with the roses in her hands, she saw Cooper in the living room with a dark face, and he saw her roses immediately. Their entire house had been completely automated. With just a step out of the door, Sophia’s actions would be detected right away.
“Baby, who sent you the roses?”
“I picked them outside.” Sophia lied.
It’s still early spring. I don’t think there are roses at this time of year!
Cooper knew very well who had sent the roses to her, and he also knew that Sophia was deliberately lying. He was so triggered that he advised solemnly, “Don’t trust men’s sweet words. Most of them are liars. I’ve been through it, so you must trust me.”
“Alright,” Sophia replied before going upstairs with the roses in her hands.
Whether she had actually taken his advice was another story.
After she returned to her room, she took out the roses one by one, put them into a vase, and placed them in her bedroom. Apart from that, she even took a picture of it, wanting to send it to Michael.
However, she felt that it was a bad idea. He merely gave her a box of roses—she must not reveal that she was too happy about it.
Hence, Sophia deliberately sent many pictures of Carmen with a picture of the rose in between to avert the attention.
In just mere seconds after she sent them, Michael replied to her, as if he had been waiting by his phone all this while.
‘Has our baby been behaving well for the past few days?’
After lying on the bed, Sophia glanced at Carmen, who was fast asleep beside her. Then, she replied, ‘She’s very well-behaved. She is already sleeping now.’
Michael: ‘Alright. Sleep well. Goodnight.’
Their conversation ended just like that. Looking at the chat room that had no more new messages, Sophia felt empty.
She wanted to continue chatting, but she didn’t know what to send.
Little did she know that her Messenger chat history had been bugged by Cooper.
By just looking at Michael, he knew what the latter was up to immediately.
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