Marry My Ex's Sworn Enemy

Chapter 101: She's the One Who's Lost It

Sophia blinked, momentarily disbelieving what she'd just heard.

"You said you're going to be Henry's mistress?

"Yes Candace met Sophia's gaze directly.

"And you kindly informed me so I wouldn't worry, that you wouldn't steal my place?"

"A man like Mr. Sterling wouldn't have just one woman. He'll eventually have mistresses. Those mistresses might not be as understanding as I am; they'll be greedy for his money and want more. So, Mrs. Sterling, you should be grateful it's me."

Sophia stared at Candace, surprised by her bluntness.

You only want his money?"

"Yes, I... I need money, a lot of it. I became an actress because I heard they made a lot, but I have no connections, no backing. It's so hard to make it in this business. I need to pay off my dad's gambling debts, pay for my mom's medical bills, and support my family. I have to compromise." Sophia chuckled, "So you hatched this plan? But how did you think Henry would go for it?" Candace pursed her lips. "Brenda told me I look like a woman named Zoey Smith, the only woman Henry ever loved. She's dead, and I can be her replacement. Mr. Sterling will accept me." Sophia let out a breath. What in the world was going on? Henry was crazy, Brenda was crazy, and now Candace was crazy.

A sudden fear washed over her. Would she go crazy one day, too?

If you told me all this to get my approval, I don't approve, and I suggest you get a grip. If this is a warning, you're severely underestimating me. I suggest you go straight to Henry and tell him to divorce me. If you just wanted me to know, fine, I know." With that, Sophia turned and walked out.

That night, Henry dragged her to a movie, and, of course, they got busy afterward. Before the movie ended, Sophia fell asleep in Henry's arms.

In the middle of the night, she was suddenly thrown off, nearly tumbling from the couch Shaken, she looked at Henry. He was sitting up, gasping for air.

"What's wrong?"

Sophia reached for his arm, but he flinched away, turning to face her. His face was ashen, his eyes cold and sharp, fixed on her.

""Who are you?"

had sent shivers down Sophia's spine. She stared

it on. He looked at her again,

he could speak, Sophia

moment before becoming agitated, pacing the room. His eyes grew increasingly frantic, finally collapsing onto the couch, clutching his head. Sophia got up, poured him. a glass of water, and pressed it into his hand. She

beside her, pulling her into

was driving on the coast, the car spun out of control, crashing over the railing into the ocean. The suffocation, the pressure... it was so real, it felt like I'd died." Henry was genuinely terrified,

back. At that moment, she felt sorry for him. It wasn't a dream; it was

"And you," he whispered.

"Me?"

crashed together, and I was

you...

wasn't her; it was Zoey

she couldn't bring herself to reveal the

when Sophia woke up,

had a premonition, she went to the beach and saw Henry there, in a leather jacket, smoking a cigarette, building sandcastles with Candace. Sophia laughed, a sound even she didn't understand, then turned and saw Brenda. It was as if she was tormenting herself, staring at the two of them. Sophia shook her head

Brenda murmured, as

"It's better

you afraid he'll leave

not dependent on him.

get to marry him,

the one who held onto him, and the

anything! How

that!"

to deceiving anyone. Lovers are lovers, friends are friends;

one who'd lost her mind. For the next few days, Henry acted normally, but he liked

away.

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