Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 240

The scene of Charles draping his suit jacket on her and the way he looked when his soaked blouse stuck to his body emerged in her mind repeatedly, making it even harder for her to fall asleep.

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Sophia turned on the bedside lamp, sat up, got out of the bed with a grim look on her face, and walked to the door. She remembered that Charles would usually have a medicine kit prepared. The medication for fever might be in there.

After she held the doorknob, twisted it, and opened the door, she did not walk out. Instead, she closed the door again.

What did his fever and illness have anything to do with her?

Sophia laid back on the bed with a tense face. She curled up underneath the blanket and wrapped her arms around her knees. Then, she wrinkled her brows and closed her eyes.

She hardly slept through the night.

Sophia sat up with a headache, put on her shoes, and went downstairs at a pace that was slightly faster than usual. When she saw the empty couch in the living room, her tense features eased up a little. She then turned around and walked into the kitchen.

"Breakfast will be ready in a while. Go and wait in the dining area." Charles was frying eggs while wearing an apron. He seemed to have caught a cold as his voice sounded nasal when he talked.

Sophia opened her mouth but did not say anything in the end. She turned around and entered the dining area.

Her head felt giddy and swollen. Plus, she was starving. She rubbed the sore spot between her brows. A multitude of thoughts was racing through her mind, yet she had no idea what exactly she was thinking about.

"Here, have some." Charles had already taken off his apron. He served the fried eggs, porridge, and several other stir-fried dishes on the table.

Sophia glanced at his slightly pale face, grabbed the hem of her clothes slightly, then dropped her head and began eating.

"You didn't sleep well because you were worried about me?" Charles asked.

"No," Sophia did not even hesitate for a moment and replied with a deadpan look on her face, "I didn’t sleep well because Master Harris frightened me."

Charles stopped eating. He raised his eyes and stared intently at her. After a long while, he withdrew his gaze. "Don’t meet Grandpa when I’m not around next time."

"Hah!" Sophia sneered and said sarcastically, "Master Harris taking me away and you keeping me by your side are the exact same thing, no? Did any of you ever ask for my consent?"

Charles clenched his chopsticks tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force. He picked up a bunch of string beans, but most of them fell out before they could even reach his bowl.

He picked up a paper towel, wrapped the beans in it, and threw them in the trash can before returning to his seat. "Change your clothes once you’re done eating and go to the company with me."

"I didn't sleep well last night. I’m going to take a nap later." Sophia continued to eat without even lifting her head up.

"You messed up Grandpa's plan. Even if you are 'pregnant' with the Harris family's kin, Grandpa still won’t let you off so easily. He doesn’t like this side of our family," Charles said before continuing, "Go to the company with me and take a nap in the lounge later."

Sophia swallowed the fried egg in her mouth, hesitated for a moment, then hummed a response.

After the meal, they went to Harris Corporation together.

"Hello, Mr. Harris."

"Good morning, Mr. Harris."

People were constantly greeting Charles whenever they walked by. There were also those who stole glances at Sophia.

"Have you seen enough?" Charles put his arms around Sophia, his gaze falling on the employees standing in front of him.

The employees grinned sheepishly and shifted their gazes at once.