Chapter 178 This Was Not Love At All

The ward was huge and spacious, but Sophia felt like she was placed in a cramped box. It felt stifling and suffocating.

She looked at Charles with frosty eyes. "How can you be sure that she still likes him?"

Her love for Charles had been obliterated bit by bit over the last two years!

Megan looked at Sophia with great astonishment. She recalled that Sophia had always addressed Mr. Harris with honorifics and would always lower her head because she was afraid to look at anyone…

Why had Sophia's attitude toward Mr. Harris changed so drastically in just a few days? Was she not afraid of Mr. Harris’ retaliation anymore?

“Regardless of whether she still likes him or not, she was the one who provoked him first. His heart is only big enough to hold her alone. It is too late for her to leave now." A dull and obscure look flashed across Charles’ eyes, but he very quickly recollected himself as though what happened earlier was just an illusion.

Sophia clenched her fist gradually, squeezing a few words from her throat, "Despicable! Shameless!"

Whether he loved her or not, he had always done things based on what he liked and never once thought about her feelings at all!

No, this was not love at all. He was just being possessive!

Megan had no idea about the current situation and was totally clueless as to what had happened between them. While holding a thermos in her hand, she glanced at Sophia, then peeped at Charles. She retracted her neck, trying her best to diminish her sense of existence.

Visiting Sophia today was a mistake!

Sweat covered Charles' forehead. His good-looking face was extremely pale. He looked exceedingly weak. Despite all that, his eyes remained unwavering.

"So that’s who I am in your heart." He paused for a moment and said obscurely, "What if I tell you that certain things aren’t exactly like how you see them?"

Sophia’s gaze was like a razor blade as it slid through him directly. She gnawed her teeth and said, "I trust my eyes more than your words."

Sophia was too dauntless today! Megan gulped and glanced at Charles cautiously. The cold sweat behind her back was about to soak her clothes thoroughly.

To her surprise, however, he merely glanced at Sophia with dull and obscure eyes without a word. He did not even get furious at Sophia’s words.

She was getting more and more perplexed with the relationship between Mr. Harris and Sophia!

None of them said anything. The ward sank into a deathlike silence.

Megan peeped at Sophia and noticed that her fists were clenched and her eyes downcast. She looked extremely furious.

She gulped, then peeped at Charles out of the corner of her eye and noticed that he was looking at Sophia. The look in his eyes… seemed to carry traces of affection.

Beep.

Beep.

Suddenly, a phone started vibrating.

Megan was lost in thoughts about Sophia and Charles’ affairs and was startled. Seeing that the two people in the ward remained unmoved while the phone continued to vibrate, she let out a dry cough and turned to look at Sophia. "Sophia, the phone’s ringing."

It was Charles’ phone that was vibrating, but she was too afraid to talk to him, so she could only talk to Sophia.

Sophia raised her head, her eyes filled with streaks of blood. The sight startled Megan. She glanced at the phone that was vibrating ceaselessly and said in an extremely frosty voice, "It's not mine."

"..." Of course, Megan knew it was not her phone. Her answer seemed to make no difference at all.

Megan smiled wryly, then turned her head to look at Charles. However, she still could not find the courage to speak to him. Forget it! If he did not want to answer it, so be it. It was none of her business anyway!

"Give Sophia the phone." Charles glanced at the caller ID.

Megan let out an "oh” with a dazed look on her face, then walked over in fear and trepidation to take the phone. She handed it over to Sophia.

"That’s your call, Mr. Harris. I’m not qualified to pick it up for you." Sophia refused with a sneer without even looking at the phone.

Megan was standing with her back facing Charles. She was tugging Sophia's sleeve slightly at a spot where his eyes could not reach. Then, she whispered in an exceedingly low voice, "Sophia, just do what Mr. Harris tells you to do and answer it. It won’t kill you to answer a…"

Under Sophia’s ice-cold gaze, she eventually swallowed the word 'call' back into her stomach.

Sophia seemed to be in a particularly bad mood today!

"It’s a call from Leah," Charles said suddenly, taking in the expression on Sophia’s face.

Megan did not understand what he meant by that, but as soon as Sophia heard what he said, she took the phone with a frown. She answered the call and put it on loudspeaker.

Leah’s soft, gentle, and even slightly feminine voice rang out in the ward. "Charles, I have something that I need to talk to you about alone. Are you free?"

Sophia glanced at Charles without a single expression on her face. She did not make a sound.

"Don’t be in a hurry to refuse me yet. It's about Sophia's leg. I’d like to talk to you alone," Leah said.

Sophia twitched her lips. Sarcasm was written all over her forehead. "I really don’t get it. What are the things you can say to Charles about my leg?"

Megan had goosebumps all over her body when she heard Sophia mention the name 'Charles'. It was not because it was too cheesy, but because it was too horrifying.

She was really curious as to what had happened between Sophia and Mr. Harris.

"... Oh, it’s you, Sophia." Leah paused before chuckling. "Don't get me wrong, I was just trying to ask Charles about the condition of your leg. If Dr. Hemingway's treatment is effective, then I would like to ask him to treat my legs too."

Sophia sneered. "Don't worry, I’d like to take it as a misunderstanding, but the way Charles treats you just makes it impossible."

The terrifying look on her face sent violent shudders throughout Megan’s body.

After a very long time, an extremely soft voice was heard coming from the other end, "Sophia, Charles and I are getting engaged soon. Don’t you think… it’s inappropriate for you to do this?"

"Soon? How soon? I have been absent for two years and you still haven’t even gotten engaged yet. Now that we have resolved the misunderstandings between us and confessed our feelings to each other, do you think you can still proceed with the engagement?" Sophia sneered, looked at Charles, and hung up the call. She tossed the phone back to Charles.

She bent down and stared at him, moving as close to his face as he used to do to her when he intimidated her. She said word by word, “You agreed to get engaged to another woman and this is what you mean by loving me?!”

Disgusting!

How was he any different to William who was still pestering her even after he got engaged?

The so-called sincerity of a man was the most incredulous thing in this world!

"Are you jealous?" Charles held her gaze. The corner of his mouth curved up in an almost imperceptible arc.

Sophia snorted, her eyes full of hatred and disgust. "You’re too self-complacent, don’t you think!"

The tit-for-tat between the two made Megan's limbs weak. The experience she got after living for 22 years taught her that the less she got involved with the love-hate entanglements like Sophia and Mr. Harris, the better.

"Ah… Um, I… I need to use the toilet." She set the thermos on the table and said uneasily and cautiously.

The two remained in the same posture. Neither of them seemed to have heard her.

Megan gulped, ran out as fast as she could with her jelly limbs, then closed the door as lightly as possible.