Chapter 413
Meanwhile, an unprecedented war took ce in the master bedroom, from the bed, to the carpet, the
balcony, the shower, the dressing room, the gym, the bathroom…
When Sophia woke up the next day, she felt that her body wasn’t her own. Her head hurt; her teeth hurt;
her tongue hurt; even her hips, butt, chest, stomach, and legs hurt. It hurt even to go to the toilet.
She was like a robot that was seldom used, and the sudden exertion forced her rusty parts to screech
against each other painfully, but she wasn’t allowed the time to get used to it.
Last night, Michael had practically been like a beast as he took her. So vicious he was in his conquest
that they ended up going through quite a few condoms. Sitting up was painful, and standing up was
painful, not to mention lying down on her back, her front, or even on her side.
Sophia wished she was dead as she pressed a pillow to her belly, sobbing quietly with her face buried
in another pillow as she regretted her choice—she shouldn’t have challenged a beast and its nature.
Michael woke up atst. Turning over to lie on his side, he looked at her before asking in an amused
way, “You going to ignore me?”
“Nope, nope.” Sophia’s weak voice made its way over from the pillow.
“Wasst night a thrill?”
“Yes, yes! Couldn’t be any more thrilling!”
“I handed over half a month’s worth of seed inst night’s session. Are you moved by that?”
Sophia was currently as timid as a new bride. “Yes…”
Michael reached out and ruffled her sweaty and unkempt hair.
During thest month or so, she had been kept in the military hospital to recover and hadn’t been going
to ss. All she did was watch ‘Temptations Of Home’ or stuff like that. Her body had clearly grown, and
she now had more meat on her bones, which made her look even cuter. Now that her little face was now
a bit longer and mature, she had gained the look of a grown woman. The gap between her appearance
in that photo he had first seen her in and her current looks was growing.
Back then, she was like an ugly duckling. Her looks weren’t anything to write home about, and she was
shrimpy. Her skin was sickly pale as she sat at a desk piled high with books, dressed in her fading
uniform, a pen in one hand and her other hand propping up her cheek while she looked out of the
window.
What was she thinking then? Perhaps she was wondering what to eat for lunch, or maybe she was
wondering what she would do if she got into Bayside University. Even so, there was still a hint of joy and
carefreeness by her brows. She might have been in, but her eyes still had a resolute determination to
them.
Michael could already see this girl’s specialness just with that look in her eyes. It was the same look his
mother had when his mother and father first met.
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Theo Fletcher was already an officer then, and Elizabeth Murray had gone back to the spotlight that she
had stepped away from a while back, bing a globally renowned actress. She was just a step away
from winning an Oscar.
Theo and Elizabeth had met during a charity g one night. She was one of the performers invited, and
she sang her heart out on the stage then. As he listened to her song, he immersed himself in her
enthralling voice that was filled with a myriad emotions, as though she was telling a story with just her
voice.
He heard her soul through her song; all the loneliness, her strength, and her elegance. When she
finished her performance, he weaved through her crowd of admirers to stand before her and told her, “I
like you.”
The Fletchers had always been loyal to whoever they set their eyes on. They would end up with whoever
they first took a fancy to.
Michael and Irene had just probably gone along with things. Since they had grown up together, even Old
Master Fletcher and the people around him said that they would be a pair. He also thought that he would
end up with Irene, and so they naturally got together.
But even though they were dating each other, they constantly kept their distance while under Old Master
Fletcher’s eyes. They never dared to cross that line. Always, he felt that there was something between
him and Irene that was hindering their rtionship from taking a step forward.
When that ‘ident’ ured, the so-called ‘love’ between them crumbled so easily. It was only then that
he realized that their rtionship had been the result of going along with what others thought. That
wasn’t love at all.
He and Irene had gotten together only because Old Master Fletcher and the rest of the family hoped they
would, but the moment he caught sight of Sophia in that photo, he wanted to protect her and hold up the
sky for this fragile yet strong girl with his own warm hands, to build a space that was like a sacrednd
for her.
She had been like a tiny little seed, d in a grey coat while lying in his palm. He nurtured her, giving her
a space for her to grow healthily, allowing her to slowly sprout and eventually blossom under his warm
gaze.
Sophia’s body now was covered with marks from Michael. There were even a few light imprints of a bite
on her butt, so light that they could barely be seen. The man was in a good mood after a good night’s
worth of love-making.
So, he got up and drank some water before getting into the shower. As he washed himself, he even sang
a song to express the delight he felt after a night’s romp. “You’re my lover, ass like a rose. With your
fiery lips, my soul was ensnared past midnight.”
Sophia sneaked a look at her phone and opened up the entertainment sites again. It was probably nine
already, for Glory Entertainment’s PR staff were already at work snapping up front page space.
‘Taylor and Faye’ were back up on the front pages, their articles soon bing the most clicked-on
articles within a few hours. On this day, an entertainment reporter made the long journey to Africa to
interview Faye, asking her whether she had married Taylor in secret.
In the video, Faye was shy and timid like a happy little woman. She kept whining, “Oh, how can I
possiblye clean about that… Mr. Taylor’s always been someone I look up to… I can’t really say
much about that!”
And so, ‘Faye Personally Admits Secret Marriage’ quickly made its way to the front pages. The entire
Inte was shaken. Faye had finally personally admitted to her secret marriage to Taylor!
Sophia gave an ugly cackle as she read the news before logging into her alt ount to post a vicious
comment in the article’sment section. ‘Anyone who spreads rumors about Taylor will be met with
bad luck. Miss Edwards, you better watch your back!’ Soon, Faye’s toxic fans and Glory Entertainment’s
paidmenters hurled hundreds of toxicments back at her.
By the time Michael returned to the room after his shower, Sophia had fallen asleep again; receiving his
seeds was a very exhausting thing to do after all. Michael gently closed the door and went downstairs to
ask the chef to make something nourishing for Sophia. Then, he went to the living room to look for
Nathan and immediately cut to the chase. “So, I heard that you’ve been trying to turn your father into
your mom’s ex?”
“Nope.” Nathan looked cold and aloof.
“I also heard that you’re looking for a stepdad for yourself?”
“Nope.”
“And I heard that you’ve been trying to frame me?”
“Nope.”
Michael tilted his head to look at Nathan before bursting intoughter from frustration. As he patted
Nathan’s head, he said, “Alright, you little brat. I’ll protect your mom properly in the future. I won’t allow
her to get hurt anymore, okay?”
Nathan’s head slowly turned back to face him as he looked at Michael’s solemn expression. His dad
didn’t seem to be lying, so Nathan contemted it before saying, “Pinky swear.” He then stuck out his
pinky finger, and Michael happily made a pinky swear with him. However, Nathan still felt that since he
was the one who first noticed Sophia, he had the right to give her a better husband.