《His Rejected Wife, the Billionaire’s New Desire》全部章節：第 11 章 - 第 20 章

SOPHIA“Sophia,” Floral screamed from outside. “Your driver is here.”My hands froze midair, and I repeated, “Driver?”  “Yes.” A moment later, the door to the guestroom opened, and Floral entered. She pointed at the door. “He’s waiting.”“Who?”“The driver,” she murmured, sounding annoyed at my confusion. I was truly shocked. “He’s here to take you to the venue. The gala. Mr. Hale—Adrian sent him.”My cheeks flushed, and I clipped my necklace into place. “I didn’t think he would sen

SOPHIAAnother paramedic stopped Adrian from coming close to us. But he didn’t take it kindly. Anger contorted his face as he conversed with the person, pointing a finger toward me. I pushed away from the wall, bending to pick up my purse. My phone lit up with multiple notifications, and I tapped on the last one. It was a text from a different number. Watch your back, Sophia. You don’t know who to trust yet.The text froze me in place, and I only shook out of my trance when a paramedic came to tell me my attention was needed. I nodded my thanks, about to close the message when I saw a notification for another. It was from Adrian. It came in minutes ago. I op

SOPHIAIt was evening when I finally made it back to Floral’s place. My phone was bombarded with texts and calls from her, but I’d only replied with: I’ll explain it to you later.Now, as I stepped into the living room, I found her seated on the couch, her eyes glued to a soap opera on the TV. I hadn’t been expecting her to be home this early. She grabbed the remote off the coffee table, paused her drama, and patted the space beside her for me to sit. The shopping bag dangled from my arm. She narrowed her gaze at it, slowly flicking her eyes back upward. “Spill. Now.”I let out a nervous laughter. “Spill what?”

SOPHIAFloral was pissed. It was Saturday, and we were finally having a chance to talk. I stared at my wrapped wrists, my teeth sinking into my lip. Some blisters broke open, and I had no choice but to tell her what happened at the office. Now, we were on our way back from the hospital, with white dressings covering the worst spots. The doctor said to keep them on for three to five days. All I could think about was my work that would be delayed during this time. I was proving to be a terrible staff, and it wouldn’t shock me if I was replaced. “I can’t believe this,” she gritted. “And here I was thinking we had been so busy we were missing each other. I had no idea you slept at the office. Your room lights were off Thursday night, so I thought you had gone to bed early. Friday morning, I had to le

SOPHIAA few people had stepped out of their office to know what was happening. But they dispersed as I stepped into the hallway, hurrying to catch up with Oliva and Adrain. With each step toward Adrian’s office, unease twisted in the pit of my belly. He halted at a door, and Olivia entered. Right as u walked past him, he scoffed and shook his head. Disappointment thickened the air when he joined us inside. He walked around his desk and sat, leaving both of us standing while he settled into the leather, swivel chair. Glass windows framed the cityscape behind him, and the afternoon sun cast a stark light on his expression. Adrian’s gaze flicked between us before he grabbed the mouse on the table. “Sir&mdash