Chapter 191
Chapter 191 A Call From Tristan “What? You’re hurt? Where?” questioned Charmaine. As Willow was her last hope, she was immensely worried when she learned the latter was hurt. “Where are you? I’ll come get you, so stay where you are.” After the call ended, Willow remained in her spot. She knew Yale and Charmaine would side with her. That was why she decided to call Charmaine. At the same time, the owner of the restaurant, who was in his forties, silently made another plate of spaghetti for Sophie as she had requested.
That young lady doesn’t seem to be someone to mess with. That aura of hers… It’s as if she came from hell. She’s terrifying. Meanwhile, Willow glared at Sophie. I can’t believe she still has the mood to eat after what she did to me! “Sophie, no matter what, I’m still your sister. Aren’t you afraid God will punish you after what you did to me?” “Haha, speak for yourself. You did so many evil deeds, yet you’re perfectly fine, so why would God punish me?” replied Sophie as she wiped the table with tissue papers. “You—” Willow was aware she would not win against Sophie, but even so, she liked to provoke the latter. But I really lost this time. “Ignore her, Ysabelle.” Although Willow’s hand seemed severely injured, she did not deserve even an ounce of sympathy. After all, she had only herself to blame. Had she not made the first move, she would not have ended up like that. Just then, Sophie’s new plate of spaghetti was served. Taking a fork, Sophie dug in. Her movements were so graceful that she did not seem like the same person from moments earlier. “Aren’t you guys eating?
If not, then leave,” uttered Sophie casually, as if nothing had happened. Hearing that, the other customers immediately lowered their heads and indulged in their food. Not one soul dared to say something, let alone check on Willow. Seeing how uncompassionate they were, Willow cried non-stop. By the time Charmaine arrived, Sophie had almost finished her food. The older woman’s heart broke when she spotted “her last hope” slumped on the ground, her hand red and swollen. All Willow was good at was drawing. If she could no longer draw due to her injury, Charmaine did not know what she should do. “How did you get injured, Willa? And why is it so severe? Sophie, why didn’t you call the ambulance when you know your sister’s injured? Don’t you know how precious her hand is?”
Taking advantage of Charmaine’s sympathy toward her, Willow sobbed loudly. “Sophie did this, Mom. She stuffed my hand in the spaghetti. It hurts, Mom. It hurts so much!” As Charmaine heard that, she stared at Sophie in disbelief. Why? Why is she so evil? “Why did you do that, Sophie?” No matter what, they’re sisters! When Sophie did not explain herself, Ysabelle looked at the former worriedly. “Because I wanted to.” “You… How can you be so cruel at such a young age?” “Willow was the one who wanted to harm Sophie first, Mrs. Tanner. While Sophie only injured Willow’s hand, Willow was planning to ruin Sophie’s face!” defended Ysabelle. At first, she had felt a bit sympathetic toward Willow, but it all diminished after she saw how Charmaine behaved. What kind of mother is she? Ever since she arrived, she only cared about Willow. It’s as though Sophie’s not even her daughter!
“What?” Charmaine felt as if her ears were deceiving her. “Is that true, Willa?” “My hand hurts, Mom. Take me to the hospital.” The way everyone stared at Willow made her feel embarrassed, so all she wanted was to escape to the hospital. Regardless of what happened, Charmaine could not bear to see her daughter like this anymore, so she asked the driver to carry Willow to the car. Before leaving the scene, Charmaine turned to Sophie. “Sophie, she’s family, no matter what. Did you really have to go that far? Your grandpa will be sad if he learns about this as he values harmony in the family more than anything.” Charmaine knew Sophie’s sole weakness to this day was her grandfather, so she used that card. “That’s none of your concern,” responded Sophie. I didn’t pursue the matter last time because Grandpa was in surgery, and I didn’t want to concern him lest it affects him. However, Willow’s the one asking for it this time. What else could I do? Had I not taught her a lesson, she would’ve forgotten I’m not one to be messed with. Enraged, Charmaine was about to retort, but she knew Sophie would not listen to her regardless of what she said. Hence, she left and brought Willow to the hospital. “Soph, if you’re done eating, let’s head back,” stated Ysabelle.
The atmosphere here is uncomfortable. Soph must be tense. Standing up, Sophie scanned the QR code to pay for their meals. “Let’s return and take a rest. We have another exam later,” remarked Sophie calmly. Walking behind her, Ysabelle nodded. Yeah, we have another exam. It’s not worth it to
let us get affected by someone unimportant. Once they exited the restaurant, Sophie’s phone rang. It was a call from Tristan. “We found the one who injured Sunny. What do you want to do?” he asked, wanting her opinion. “I see. Let’s hold this matter off for two days. I’ll handle it after the exam.” “Okay. What are you doing now? Have you had lunch?” Tristan inquired. “I just had it with Ysabelle. What about you?” “I haven’t eaten anything. Everything’s tasteless because you’re not with me! What are you going to do to end my torment?” he flirted. Sophie was speechless after hearing him. Well, unlike him, I enjoyed my lunch. “Stop it. I’m going to end the call now. I have an exam later, and now I want to take a nap before that.” She had not slept for long last night. If not for her willpower during the Chanaean exam, she would have dozed off. “All right! Let’s visit Old Mr.
Tanner together later,” he suggested, knowing Josiah was still in the hospital. “Okay.” “Wait for me at the school after the exam. I’ll pick you up. There’s going to be heavy snow later.” He felt uneasy about letting her drive, and he did not have faith in taxi drivers because he feared they would hurt her. “All right, I got it.” With that, Sophie was about to end the call. She did not know how to act lovey-dovey at all. However, before she could, the man spoke again. “Wait! You haven’t said you missed me!” Sophie was rendered tongue-tied, for she truly could not bring herself to say something like that. Blushing a bit, Sophie stared at Ysabelle, still not saying a word. “Mr. Tristan…” Can he not make things difficult for me?
