Sophie felt a hand caressing her face. She tried to open her eyes, trying to see him clearly, but she
could not open them wide. Her vision was blurred, and she could only see the person's outline vaguely.
It was a man.
"Sophie, you need to take care of yourself while I'm not around," The man said in a soft, loving voice,
"Sophie, do you miss me? I miss you, and I miss our child."
The sound made Sophie nervous all over. She tried to speak but couldn't.
The man's hand ran from Sophie's face down her neck until it reached her lower abdomen. His palm
was pressed against her abdomen and then he asked, "Sophie, you told me that the child is mine. Is
that true?"
Sophie was afraid to breathe, her face slightly pale. She couldn't make a sound, and could only
repeatedly nod to express her ideas.
"That's great. If not... I'll kill you and the baby and bury you with me!" The man's gentle eyes suddenly
became fierce, and he grasped Sophie's slender neck.
Sophie suddenly lost her breath. She struggled desperately, but she could not get rid of the man.
The man strengthened his hands, and Sophie reached for getting the man's hand off her, but it was in
vain. She felt she was suffocating...
"Timothy, don't kill me, the baby is yours!" Sophie was suddenly able to speak, then she let out a cry
and sat up in bed.
Sophie's face was horribly white, covered with sweat, and she was gasping.
Was that a dream?
She dreamed that Timothy was holding her by the neck, trying to kill her.
She didn't want to die. She didn't want to die at all. She and Sky were back together. Nothing was more
important than this.
"What's the matter? Had a nightmare?" Sky's concerned voice rang in her ears, pulling her thoughts
back.
"No... Oh, yes." Sophie hadn't woken up from the dream completely. Her mind was all messed up.
Just now she remembered she was calling Timothy's name and saying the baby was his... Could Sky
hear that?
Had he been here the whole time?
If he heard that, would he let her go again?
Sophie's eyelashes were trembling in fear. She felt nervous, hoping that Sky did not hear anything.
"What nightmare did you have? Tell me about it." Sky took a clean white towel to wipe the sweat off her
face.
"I... I'll do it myself." Sophie took the towel in her hand and didn't answer the question.
"The doctor said you're too weak. That would not be good for the baby." Sky sat down in the chair next
to him and stared straight at her face.
Sophie felt Sky's pressing eyes, but she did not dare to look him straight in the face. She just lowered
her eyes and wiped the perspiration on the edge of her neck. Then she said softly, "I see."
"I seemed to have heard you calling someone's name." Sky mentioned the thing Sophie was most
reluctant to mention.
"Rally?" Sophie smiled stiffly. "I don't know."
"Of course you don't know. You were dreaming," Sky smiled deeply. "Do you want to know who you
called?"
"No! I don't want to know!" Sophie refused immediately.
"Really?" Sky smiled. "Why refuse me so directly? It would make me sad."
"I really don't want to know." Sophie felt that she had been too eager, so she eased up her tone.
"It was me who you called," Sky said.
When Sophie heard this answer, she widened her eyes at Sky, clutching the towel in her hand. She felt
cold creeping up her back.
She felt something was wrong, but she couldn't say it.
"What's the matter? Are you shy?" Sky asked Sophie in a daze.
Sophie heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that Sky did not clearly hear that she actually calling Timothy;
otherwise, he would not say so.
"I won't call anyone but you," Sophie smiled shyly.
"The doctor said you need to take a good rest." Sky got up and said, "Now that you are awake, I am
going to handle my business."
"Yes." Sophie didn't ask Sky to be with her. She just had a nightmare and now she needed time to calm
down.
Sky then left Sophie's ward, and Sophie was completely relaxed.
She was so focused on being with Sky these days that she forgot Timothy.
She threatened Timothy with the baby and got away with the crime of kidnapping and murdering Rose.
Besides, Bright was injured in that accident. The Lee family would not spare Timothy. Even if Timothy
would not be sentenced to death, he would be given a life sentence. Therefore, she could live a
carefree life with Sky.
But she had such a bad dream, and suddenly she was worried.
Sophie picked up her mobile phone to find the number she could contact with Timothy. Then she dialed
it. Her heart tightened and she waited for him to answer.
But no one answered. Sophie looked the cellphone and wondered what was going on with Timothy.
However, her current physical condition did not allow her to take any more risks, otherwise she would
lose the child. Before Timothy was convicted, the child could not have any accident, otherwise she
would lose the bargaining chips to threaten him, and she and Sky would not have a peaceful life.
But Sophie didn't know that Timothy had been released, and hadn't contacted her.
Timothy walked into a teahouse wearing a hoodie and a baseball cap.
He said the name of the teahouse box and was led by the waiter to the innermost one on the left of the
second floor.
The waiter opened the door for him. The moment Timothy stepped in he felt the smell of tea. A man
was sitting on tatami and a waitress was making tea.
Timothy walked to the edge of tatami and took off his hat with both hands. "Mr. Lee," greeted Timothy.
Bright pointed to the empty seat in front of him and said to Timothy, "Take a seat."
He then told the tea waiter to leave, and the woman left and closed the door.
Timothy took off his shoes and sat down with a respectful attitude. "You must have something to ask
me out with. What's that?" Bright picked up the tea and took it to the tip of his nose for a light sniff. The
tea was fragrant and refreshing.
"Mr. Lee, I did not believe it in the first place, but after this period of time of observation in the dark, I
found it was all my wishful thinking." Timothy laughed at himself.
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