Chapter 800
Night of Destiny
Arthurâs first thought was to turn his back and ask anxiously, âWhatâs the matter with you?â
Sophia didnât expect him to be in the bathroom because he had just rushed in without hesitation. âI-I
slipped.â Her legs were still not their usual self, so when she came out of the bathtub just now, she
slipped.
She felt extremely embarrassed for him to see her like this. Although they were intimate before, and
she expressed herself easily in front of him, the situation was different now.
Sophiaâs face blushed involuntarily. She wanted to get up, but she found that her waist hurt so much
that she couldnât get up on her own. She could only ask, âWill you hold me up?â
Arthur breathed a long sigh. He turned around, then looked at the girl on the ground. His eyes did not
avoid her; instead, he came over and carried her naturally. On the other hand, Sophia felt mortified. To
her, Arthur, who lost his memory, was undoubtedly nothing different from a stranger. He had forgotten
her and everything they once had.
Arthur carried her to the sofa, then quickly took a bath towel and draped it over her. At the same time,
he thought that if he didnât come in, what could she have done?
If another man came in and she fell like this. would she also let that man carry her out?
All these thoughts caused Arthurâs eyes to narrow a bit.
Seated on the couch, Sophia tightly wrapped herself in a bath towel as she continued blushing hard.
Then, she pleaded, âWill you go to the closet and get me some pajamas?â
Arthur got up and went over to bring it to her. Then, he turned his back and did not look like he was
going to leave.
âGet changed,â he said.
Sophia couldnât help but hesitate for a few seconds. âGo out! Iâm fine now; you donât have to stay here.â
Arthur didnât leave; he snorted. âYou have no ability to take care of yourself right now.â
âThatâs my business! It has nothing to do with you, Young Master Weiss,â Sophia said bitterly, her eyes
turning red.
Arthurâs chest couldnât help tightening, and he found an excuse to say, âYou are my guest, so I canât let
you meet with an accident.â
âNo, Iâm not your guest at all. I was able to come to your wedding this time because I pestered
Anastasia about it. Otherwise, I wouldnât even be qualified to attend your wedding.â Sophia choked up.
If she didnât know Anastasia, she wouldnât even know that he was getting married. She would wait for
him to come back like a fool in the country all her life, and then he would never come back for the rest
of her life.
âSince youâre here, youâre my guest.â Arthur had plenty of excuses.
Sophia covered her face as tears suddenly overflowed from her eyes. Choking up. she suddenly felt
extremely hurt.
Arthur turned around and found that she was not wearing clothes. Instead, she covered her face and
cried. He couldnât help but ask in a low voice, âWhat are you crying for?â
Gasping, Sophia sniffed, wiping tears from her face in a panic. âDonât worry about me; just go!â Before,
she cried under the dim lights in the garden. Now, when she cried, the sadness in her eyes and her
tears were as clear as day.
Her sadness gripped his heart, as if her grief was also infecting him, causing his emotions to recover
gradually. Emotions that could not be suppressed by drugs filled his chest, causing him to turn around
involuntarily and squat down by her side. Then, he raised his hand to wipe her tears away.
Why does this feel like second nature?
When he was still stunned by his behavior, Sophia pushed his hand away. âNo, thank you.â
She spoke in a very polite voice.
Inexplicably, Arthur was a little annoyed. She was clearly crying because of him. He wanted to comfort
her, but she refused to let him. Weâre just running in circles if this goes on.
âIâll ask someone to prepare a late-night snack. You can come out to eat later.â Arthur didnât ask
anymore and simply decided for her.