Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1397

Sophie followed Gordon's gaze to her shoulder and noticed a faint scar. With a playful smile, she said, "Hey, it's just a tiny scrape, doesn't hurt at all."

"It's not just that," Gordon replied.

"Huh?" Sophie looked puzzled. "Not that? Then what?"

"Come on, let me patch that up for you," he said, opening the bedroom door.

The maid handed over a first aid kit, and Gordon led Sophie to sit on the couch. He knelt down, gently and carefully applying a band-aid to her wound. His slow, meticulous movements seemed unusually tender.

Noticing this, Sophie couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. "What's up with you today?" she asked.

Gordon paused for a moment. Usually, he'd laugh off her minor scrapes and call her clumsy, but today was different. "Silly girl," he said, giving her nose a playful flick. "It's your big day. I just don't want you getting hurt."

she asked,

"That's all," he assured.

seem different today," Sophie insisted, feeling her

you happy today?"

Liz, you, Jenna, and all my friends here. Even Harold, despite teasing

"If someday... I'm not around, and mom and dad aren't either, would you still

words made Sophie pull back quickly, her voice filled with panic. "What are you talking

her unsettled. Gordon smiled, trying to calm

A knock interrupted them.

saw them. "Hey, you two, it's time to

but as she looked at their hands, the joy she usually

Gordon said, leading her