Chapter 193
Regardless of how loudly he screamed for her, it wasn’t any more use than if he had just sat down and
kept quiet. Sophia wouldn’t even look his way once anyway.
Sophia indeed wouldn’t give Stanley an extra look. It’s just way too embarrassing! Just what was that
cheer?
Stanley waved his g like a madman while yelling, “Sophia, Sophia, cut right through! Sophia, Sophia,
you’re the best!”
Sophia gave Stanley a baleful re as she went after the ball. Just that re alone made Richard’s mind
fill in many of the nks.
As expected, all Stanley could draw to himself was Sophia’s ire no matter how hard he worked, for
Sophia only loved Richard!
Richard and X then left.
The match continued. Sophia performed extremely well on the court. She had been on the main team of
her high school’s women’s basketball team. Right now, her skills were just as polished as ever as she
dribbled and dunked with practiced ease. Her jumps were extraordinary, and even her three-pointers
were executed easily.
The School of Economics’ points skyrocketed under these circumstances.
This match was more or less in the bag, so Sophia rxed greatly. She sneaked a nce at the stands
from time to time. The cold and distant Nathan was also waving his g madly to root for her. Her friends
Sarah and Sean had alsoe.
While the support squad that Stanley had formed was a little cringey, they were still here to cheer for her.
She would have to treat everyone to a round of barbeque once the match was over.
A heated gaze inside the stadiumnded on her. She swept her eyes over the stands and noticed a
chubby, middle-aged man sitting in a corner. He had a dirty cap on his head and a grey scarf around his
neck, beard white and face fleshy. He looked so average. Mixed in with the rest of the crowd, no one
would notice him.
Sophia thought the man’s appearance familiar, but she couldn’t figure out where she had seen him
before. She retracted her gaze and returned to y seriously.
The match ended with a blow of the whistle and the points were tallied up. The School of Economics won
by 30:11.
Sophia’s support squad surged up to her, encircling her and handing her towels and water. Sophia wiped
her sweat with a towel and chugged some water before patting Nathan on the head. She then looked up
to look at where the middle-aged man had been sitting before, but his seat was empty now.
The man had left. All she could see was a departing figure.
That man’s figure and gaze were oh so familiar.
All of a sudden, a thought struck Sophia hard and she whipped her phone out to look for the selfie that
Michael had posted earlier—wasn’t his get-up exactly the same as that middle-aged man’s outfit?
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That was Michael Fletcher!
Sophia stood there stiffly with her phone in hand as though she had been struck by lightning. She
thought back on that middle-aged man’s rotund face. There was a whole world of difference between that
fleshy face and Michael’s gorgeous one.
That man truly had no qualms about throwing off his lordly image.
“Sophia,e on. Let’s all go out for some food,” Stanley suggested due to their victory.
Sophia thought about it for a bit before declining. “Sorry, no thanks. It’s getting dark. I should be going
home for dinner.”
Stanley stopped her. “Hey, Sophia, I’ll be on the field the day after tomorrow at 3 p.m. The match
between the School of Computer Science and the School of Financial Management. Remember to swing
by!”
“We’ll see.”
Everyone went back home. After changing out of her clothes, Sophia and Nathan charged for the
university gates to the old parking spot. Just as expected, she saw a car parked in a small alley. Gary
and Hale were already there waiting for her.
“Missus, Little Master, please get in.”
Sophia caught sight of the middle-aged man from earlier when she opened the door. He was sitting
inside the car. Nathan was clearly frightened by this and he looked at Sophia in confusion. Did a thief get
inside the car?
Sophia brought Nathan into the vehicle.
The middle-aged man began to take off his makeup when the car started. He plucked his cap off, and
when he put a hand to his face, it was clear that it was synthetic wax for makeup use. It was all over his
hand once he swiped at his face. When he was done, a handsome face was revealed to Sophia’s eyes.
It truly was Michael.
Nathan was dumbstruck, fear all over his face. Michael patted the boy’s head and smiled. “What? Don’t
you recognize your dad?”
Even Sophia couldn’t recognize him, never mind Nathan. Who would have thought that Michael would
have been able to distance himself this greatly from his usual princely image?
She really hadn’t thought that Michael would show up on campus. Did he rush over from his film shoot to
watch her match? Even if he did, it would take time for him to get to campus from the film site.
Sophia’s mind began to pull itself in different directions.
Dinner was already on the dining table when they returned. Michael stepped into the dining room after he
hadpletely removed his makeup. He was still as jaw-droppingly handsome as ever.
When Michael finished his makeup removal, Nathan was the only one sitting quietly at the dining table,
waiting for dinner to start. Sophia’s entire body was covered in ayer of smelly sweat from all her
exercise earlier; she was still in the middle of blow-drying her hair after her shower. Nathan was gaming
on her phone. He raised his head to look in Michael’s direction, that earlier fear during their trip home still
in his eyes. He most likely still hadn’t recovered from Michael’s earlier get-up.
Michael lowered his head to look at Nathan, who was dressed in a frog onesie. With his hood up, only
his face was exposed to the air, a little face that was seemingly carved from marble with a pair of big
eyes decorating it. Michael thought the boy an angel, and he couldn’t stop himself from ruffling Nathan’s
hair.
“Son, were you a good boy today?”
Nathan snorted and ignored him, continuing to y his game with his head lowered.
All of a sudden, Sophia’s phone rang. It was a phone call from someone marked as ‘Ex’. Michael seated
himself after picking it up. As he waited for Sophia toe to the dining room, he pricked up his ears to
listen to what this piece of work had to say.
“Sophia, I heard that your school’s women’s basketball team won their match. Congrattions, you did
very well today. What was Stanley’s deal? I know that he’s always clinging to you. If you find it
inconvenient to get rid of him, then allow me to do so. I certainly will not let him get in the way of our
feelings for each other. That’s right, Sophia. My school will be up against the School of Computer
Science at 3 p.m. the day after tomorrow in Basketball Court 3. I’m one of the yers on our school’s
main basketball team. I’ll be on the court then. You have toe see me. How I miss those days from
years past. Those days when we’d y basketball, go jogging, and circle theke on campus while
memorizing terms and phrases for sses. I’d even send you to the library on the back of my bicycle
to…”
Richard went on for a while before he eventually said, “Sophia, I miss you.”
Michael did not say a word throughout the one-sided conversation while the phone was on speaker
mode. Before he could finish listening to the other man’s rambling, the phone automatically switched
itself off from itsck of battery.
Sophia soon came down. Both father and son had already changed into their pajamas, which were a
matching set of frog onesies—arge one and a small one. Sophia, however, wore a rabbit onesie that
was pink, with a pair of ears stitched onto the hoodie.
After plugging in Sophia’s phone to recharge, Nathan bolted upstairs with pattering steps. He soon came
downstairs again, having changed into a pink rabbit onesie that matched Sophia’s. He sat next to her
and tilted his head to look at her, as though he was seeking her approval.
“Good boy!” Sophia patted his head. Nathan basked in the touch, but he didn’t forget to shoot a
condescending look at Michael in his bright green clothes.
“Heh.” Michael gave a cold chuckle.
You sneaky kid, my methods for stealing Sophia’s affections will definitely scare the wits out of you!