Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1828

Restless sleep had turned into a bit of a routine. Maybe it was the comforting familiarity of the presence beside her. But this time, Sophie slept like a baby, not a toss or turn in sight.

Late into the night, Gordon wrapped up his work. The room was gently lit by a lone bedside lamp. He slid off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed his tired brow. Sophie, again, had kicked off the blanket. With a sigh, Gordon got up, walked over, and tucked her back in. Just as he was about to step away, Sophie reached out and clung to his arm, turning sweetly in her sleep, as if lost in a beautiful dream. She snuggled closer, and Gordon chuckled softly, letting her hold on.

Nearby, a long, plush teddy bear pillow rested next to her. It was a bit worn and faded with time, but it held memories. He'd given it to Sophie when she was ten. Back then, she always wanted him to stay by her side at night, holding his arm as she fell asleep. To ease her, he gifted her the teddy bear pillow. The day she went back to the Russell family's home, she cried her heart out, and he didn't even take her back himself. Sometimes, being too dependent isn't great. He couldn't promise he'd always be there for her, but maybe the teddy bear could.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window, gently waking Sophie. She had a slight headache but felt like she'd slept really well. It was as if someone had sat by her side all night. Looking down at the teddy bear pillow she was hugging, she asked, "Was it you keeping me company last night?" The teddy's adorable face made her hug it again.

Her brother had always been against her drinking. He must've been upset last night. Just then, Sophie noticed a glass of milk and some hangover pills on the table. Her spirits lifted as she grabbed the pills, bouncing out of

just about to knock with breakfast in hand when Sophie

"Ms. Sophie?"

brother

"I..."

was already sprinting towards Gordon's

"Ms. Sophie!"