Sophia’s heart softened. “Thank you.”
Next, Arthur put the paper on the table beside her. “Cry if you want to! You can call me if you have any
issues.”
Sophia was stunned for a few seconds. Considering how kind he was to her, she suddenly wondered if
he did remember her and still liked her.
However, these questions were meaningless because his wedding would be held the day after
tomorrow. What’s the point of life now that he’ll be someone else’s sweetheart soon?
The servants outside prepared two portions of supper. They were light and delicious, and Arthur came
knocking on the door again.
Sophia opened the door after changing into a set of casual clothes. As she limped out, the man
naturally supported her. She
looked up at him and saw a servant nearby, so she hastily withdrew her arm. “There’s no need. Thank
you.”
But just as she was stumbling out, the man’s arm that was pushed away came over again and held her
arm firmly, not allowing her to refuse.
Sitting at the table, Sophia was famished. So, she lowered her head and ate.
The servant also left wisely. In the quiet dining room with gentle lighting, the man seated in front
seemed to have no appetite. He just stared at the thin girl under the light from time to time.
He glanced at her phone again, really wanting to see if she also had his photo on her phone and to
know how close they were to each other.
“Do you really have a boyfriend?” Arthur asked again. He was beyond shocked when he heard her say
that last time.
Sophia raised her head and nodded earnestly. “Yes.”
“Do you live together?”
“In fact, we do,” Sophia answered naturally.
Arthur put the spoon down with a clang. For some reason, it sounded like he was upset.
Sophia was startled and looked at the man opposite, who stared back at her with a dazzling gaze.
“When are you getting married?” he asked.
“Why do you ask this?”
“Since you’re coming to my wedding, I will also go to your wedding,” Arthur announced domineeringly.
Sophia was taken aback for a few seconds, and her thoughts became a little muddled. She bitterly
thought that he would never be able to attend her wedding because she didn’t have any hope of
marriage in the future at all. She would never meet a man she loved more than him.
“No need. It’s just a simple meal between the families. We will not invite other guests,” Sophia replied.
Arthur tugged at the front of his shirt as if something made him extremely uncomfortable. He lifted his
head and asked, “Sophia, then why were you crying like that for me?”
Sophia blinked her eyes, feeling panicky. She turned her face away and said, “I’m not crying for you.
Don’t think about it too much. I just so happen to have a… melancholic temperament.”
Although Arthur had an emotional disorder, he was not stupid! He was clear about who she was crying
for.
“No, you don’t. You’re crying for me.” I need to know! Admit it!
In reality, Sophia had no courage to come clean to him. She didn’t dare to admit that all her grief came
from him, so she stirred the porridge and said, “No, I cry often. It’s better for me to cry once in a while.”
This excuse was a bit of a reach, but there was no other explanation.
Arthur took a deep breath. He seemed to be even more annoyed and snorted coldly. “Who would
believe in your dumb reasoning?”
“It doesn’t matter if you believe it or not, Young Master Weiss. I sincerely wish you a great wedding and
a happy marriage,” Sophia raised her head and said to him.
Arthur bit his thin lip and pressed his tongue against his cheek. Obviously, his mood fluctuated
somewhat abnormally.
When others wished him a happy marriage, he had no feeling or even response, but when she said it, it
made him feel bad. He was even very unwilling to hear it.
“I’ll be happy in marriage,” Arthur replied to her.
Then, he got up and said, “I’m done eating. Have a restful evening.”
He seemed to be rather angry. After he left, Sophia felt a little lonely in the big dining hall.
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