Calla was terrified by the look in Sophie's eyes, and all she could do was lower her head and hurry out of the bedroom.

By the time Calla reached downstairs, James had already finished his conversation with Bea, who gave her a deep, meaningful glance.

At that glance, Calla could sense Bea's disapproval of her. Could it be, just as Sophie had said, that Bea had seen through her charade long ago but chose not to confront it directly? Upstairs, James opened the door to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. He glanced at the unopened first aid kit, then proceeded to open it and retrieve the medicine.

At that moment, the bathroom door opened, and Sophie emerged, her figure perfectly outlined by the bathrobe she wore, her hair still dripping with water droplets.

Sophie frowned slightly; she hadn't heard James enter and had thought he would be talking with Bea for much longer than he had.

James, looking at Sophie in this state, pressed his lips together and said, "Let me treat your wound."

Sophie's cut had stopped bleeding. In truth, it was just a minor cut, nothing serious.

She sat next to James, feeling a bit awkward, as he carefully applied ointment to her wound. They were so close they could almost hear each other's breathing. James stared at Sophie's smooth neck, feeling a sudden warmth spread through his body.

"Are you done?" Sophie's tone was cool and calm.

James then reached for an adhesive bandage from the medical kit and applied it to Sophie's wound. "Yeah."

Upon hearing this, Sophie got up, putting some distance between her and James.

James knew Sophie was intentionally distancing herself from him. He felt as though something was missing inside him.

After a long moment, James finally spoke in a low voice, "Will you accept me?"

"What? Losing confidence already?" Sophie replied indifferently, "Don't say I didn't warn you. You just wouldn't listen."

She had already told James that there was no possibility of them sparking a romance.

She had also told James that no matter what he did, she would not be moved.

It was James who didn't believe her, insisting on staking his entire fortune on a gamble.

"Yes, I've lost my confidence." A rare, bitter smile appeared on James' face as he quietly said, "I have never lacked confidence, but with you, I truly feel insecure."

Sophie averted her gaze, saying, "If you're afraid of losing Burke International, I'll give you a chance now to call off the bet."

"It's not losing the company that I fear. It's losing you." James stared intently at Sophie, speaking softly, "I know that if I give up on this bet, I'll never have a chance again, so I won't give up." "That's your folly. Don't wait until you've lost everything to regret it." Sophie got up and went back to lie on the bed.

The room was silent, and Sophie faintly heard James say he had no regrets.

Sophie didn't close her eyes; she just didn't tell James that no matter what he did, the love that was lost would never return.

In her heart, there was already a rift between her and James, one that could never be mended.

The next day, Ada called Sophie early in the morning.

James had gone to the office early, leaving Sophie alone in the bedroom.

Sᴇarch the FindNovel.net website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.Tap the middle of the screen to reveal Reading Options.

If you find any errors (non-standard content, ads redirect, broken links, etc..), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible.

Report
Do you like this site? Donate here:
Your donations will go towards maintaining / hosting the site!