Sophia closed her eyes and took a deep breath before looking back up, asking Arthur, “Do your words just now still stand? Will you really be able to do it if I say yes?”

Arthur’s eyes widened slightly in response, and he swung his hand free from Emily’s grasp, dashing to the bed to check Sophia’s face.

But Sophia couldn’t care less about her face right then. She latched her gaze upon Arthur with misty and firm forbearing eyes.

“What are you talking about, Sophia?! What promise do you want Artie to fulfill?” Emily asked out of curiosity as she stomached her anger.

“Your face…”

“Ignore that. Answer me, still stand?” do your words

Arthur riveted his gaze on

break up with my boyfriend, and you’ll have to give up marrying this woman.” Sophia pointed right at Emily. “She’s not worthy

Sophia. “What nonsense are you talking about, Goodwin?! How dare

dare I? You’re phony, savage, ill bred, and wicked. I won’t let you marry him and taint his life. You don’t deserve him.” As feeble as

a few solid seconds, listening to her words with incredulity. “You’re the one

couple of steps back upon meeting Arthur’s sub-zero gaze. “Artie,

your to slap her?!” The anger beneath Arthur’s eyes burned

time in many days that Emily was seeing such an emotional Arthur. In fact, his emotions fluctuated all because of Sophia, and she couldn’t help feeling appalled at that.

Everyone must be anxious by now.” Emily reached her hand out to

his icy glare, she shrunk in fear and took a step back, causing her to trip and fall upon stepping

out in pain, hoping Arthur would feel bad for her

whole attention was on Sophia’s face. His heart

the chance to

pretentious woman on the floor, wondering how long

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