Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

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

stand.” Arthur riveted his

my boyfriend, and you’ll have to

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

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 Sophia

words with incredulity. “You’re the one who slapped her?” He turned his head

took a couple of steps back upon meeting Arthur’s sub-zero gaze. “Artie, I… I didn’t mean to. I was

to slap her?!” The anger beneath

an emotional Arthur. In fact, his emotions fluctuated all because of Sophia, and she couldn’t help feeling appalled at that. Impossible! Dad’s serum had

chapel now! Everyone must be anxious by now.” Emily reached her hand

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

made herself look pitiful by holding her waist and crying out in pain, hoping

dismay, the man’s whole attention was on Sophia’s face.

fault. Emily wouldn’t have had the chance to lay a finger on Sophia if

at the pretentious woman on the floor, wondering how long she was going to continue her