Chapter 90: Cleansed and Ready
“Sean!”
the rapidly approaching truck.
Sophia screamed in terror, her eyes fixed on the rapidly. “Honey! Come back!”
Her voice trembled; her heart pounded in her chest.
Just as the truck was about to hit, Sean, pushing the wheelchair, narrowly avoided the collision. Seeing he was unharmed, Sophia breathed a sigh of relief, her legs suddenly weak. She almost fell. In that moment, she fully understood Sean’s feelings on the rooftop, witnessing her dangling precariously over the edge.
Sean wheeled the elderly woman’s son to the side of the road, handing him over to her. Sophia threw herself into his arms, hitting his chest hard.
“You wouldn’t let me go, so you went yourself!”
Sean hugged her, patting her back to comfort her.
“I was confident I could save him.”
“One hundred percent confident?”
Sean kissed her forehead, smiling. “Just a tiny bit of risk.”
Sophia bit his chin angrily. He bent down, letting her bite him. When she lost interest, he kissed her gently.
The son was safe, but the elderly woman wept even more fiercely, her cries heartbreaking. An elderly woman caring for a son who was essentially a vegetable; her life must have been incredibly difficult and uncertain.
Sophia knelt down to comfort the woman, offering her some money.
The woman refused, saying she needed to work for her living and couldn’t accept charity. “Ms. Ella, you’re a good person.”
The woman looked at Sean, her eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and wonder,
“Your husband is a good man, too.”
Wiping her tears, the woman stood up, thanked Sophia and Sean, then wheeled her son away. The streetlights stretched. their shadows long and thin, like ghostly figures. Sophia looked back to see Sean watching their retreating figures, his expression thoughtful.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
Sean asked, “Do they live around here?”
I don’t know, but the woman often sells fruit at this intersection.”
“Sells fruit?”
“Yeah. Is there a problem?”
Sean thought for a moment, then shook his head.“Nothing. I don’t think I know them.” Neither of them had eaten much, so back home, Sean made two bowls of seafood noodles.
Chapter 90 Cleanord and Ready
After dinner, they went to shower separately.
Sophia was surprised Sean didn’t make any advances. When she emerged from the bathroom, she found him lying in bed, his soft hair partially covering his face, creating a subtly alluring image.
“Didn’t you say my body belongs to you?” he said, a smirk playing on his lips.
“So?” Sophia raised an eyebrow.
Sean’s eyes narrowed. “If you want it, come and get it.”
Sophia blushed. He wanted her to make the first move?
“I… I’m not really in the mood.”
“Oh, that’s a shame. I’ve washed myself clean, and…”
“And?” Sophia swallowed nervously.
“And I’m completely naked.”
Sophia pounced on him.“You tempted me! Don’t blame me for being aggressive!” In the end, however, it was Sophia who was begging for mercy.
The next day, Sophia woke up close to noon. She had important business to attend to, so she called Chloe, arranging to meet outside Vivian’s studio.
She quickly showered, got dressed, went downstairs, hastily ate the breakfast Sean prepared, and ran out the door.
She noticed the gate to the villa across the street was open. Hadn’t Jake already moved out? Was The back to torment her?
Sophia took a breath, took a few steps towards the front gate, then, realizing the north gate was closer to Vivian’s studio, changed direction.
She hailed a taxi and, glancing out the window, saw Jake excitedly talking to someone–the elderly
woman.
As the car drove on, Sophia turned to look. Through the rear window, she saw Jake handing a wad of cash to the elderly woman, who hurried into a nearby alley.
Back in her seat, Sophia pondered. Jake knew the elderly woman?
Why was he giving her money? Had she done something for him? Sophia met up with Chloe, who still looked pale.
“Are you okay?”
Chloe nodded.“If I can act, keep busy, it’s better than overthinking.”
True.”
Seeing Chloe’s nervousness, Sophia whispered, “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you get the role.” Chloe looked doubtful.” What if I do badly?”
“Even if you act like a log, you’ll get
it.”
Vivian needed Sophia’s approval to rent the Reynolds family island, and Sophia’s condition was that Vivian give Chloe a role. No need for explicit statements; everyone was smart enough to understand.
seed and Ready
Vivian’s studio was small. Sophia waited downstairs while Chloe went upstairs for the audition.
There was a bookshelf on the first floor with Vivian’s detective and suspense novels. Sophia picked one up and quickly became engrossed. Vivian was undeniably talented. “Mrs. Sullivan, you’re here,” Vivian said, descending the stairs.
Sophia looked up.“Just call me Sophia.”
“Vivian smiled. “Sophia, and don’t call me Ms. White. Just Vivian.”
on
They weren’t close, so there wasn’t much to talk about. To initiate conversation, Sophia.
and the book,
Vivian talked about the commented
writing process. “I was studying in America. I wasn’t really studying; I was chasing a man. I was madly in love with him. But he didn’t love me; he had a fiancée. He loved her. I didn’t interfere, remaining a friend, envious but happy for them. Then they had a car accident. His fiancée died, and he survived. But chance had come, so I when he woke up and learned of her death, he went insane. I knew devoted myself to caring for him, hoping he’d fall for me.”
my
Vivian gave a bitter laugh.“But how could he? He loved his fiancée deeply. He’d never love another I left him after six months.” That
defeated realization
woman.
me,
“After leaving him, I wrote this book in my despair. The heroine is like me–madly in love with a man who didn’t love her back, jealous of every woman in his life, jealous to the point of insanity, and then she kills them one by one.”
Sophia
looked
the book, shaking her at
head
and smiling.“You spoiled it.”
Vivian paused, apologizing.“Yes, I talked too much. Oh, right, the show is based on this book. You can watch it later; perhaps it will feel different.”
Sophia paused, looking at Vivian.“That man… was Sean, wasn’t he?”
