When the door was pulled open and she saw the woman standing outside the door, the smile on her face instantly froze.


    “How … is it you?”


    Sophie did not expect Larissa would actually find her way here, and she was unountably nervous.


    It was probably that time when she was beaten up by Larissa at the entrance of First Look weddingpany that left a shadow in her heart.


    Larissa saw Sophie’s nervousness and said calmly, “Don’t be nervous, I’m not looking for you to fight today.”


    She carried some gift boxes in her hand and handed them to Sophie, “These things are bought for you as an apology for my previous rudeness. I hope you can forgive me.”


    Sophie looked at the four gift boxes that Larissa was carrying in her hand, the packaging was exquisite and not cheap at first nce.N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.


    She actually gave herself an apology?


    It did look sincere, but Sophie couldn’t believe it again.


    When she was silent, Larissa asked again in a soft voice, “Can Ie in and sit down.”


    Sophie subconsciously shook her head, “No …”


    Instinctively, she wanted to refuse, but Larissa pointed to the surveince in the hallway, “There’s surveince equipment there, if I do anything to you, Dixon will know as soon as he investigates. Isn’t it.”


    When she said that, Sophie was relieved.


    She took a step back and opened the door to the living room, letting Larissa in.


    Larissa walked into the living room and surveyed the small bachelor pad, which was decorated in a simple but cozy way.


    In particr, there was a pair of men’s slippers in the foyer, so one could imagine that Dixon shoulde over from time to time.


    But for the past month, she had her father do something in the field factory Dixon was in charge of, Dixon has been busy in the field and hardly had time toe back.


    Larissa’s eyes skimmed over the pair of men’s slippers, and her heart inexplicably ached with a sour ache.


    Sophie is obviously disfigured, why does Dixon still love her?


    What about herself was not as good as Sophie?


    She couldn’t understand.


    “Sit down, sit down.”


    Sophie said nervously.


    Larissa looked at the ck yoga clothes, two white lines on the side, but can outline her perfect body, ignoring the disfigured face, have to admit, Sophie does have some beauty.


    But now disfigured, what can Sophiepare with her?


    “Thanks.”


    Larissa put down her things and walked to the sofa to sit down.


    The kind-hearted Sophie finally treated her as a guest, poured her a cup of tea and ced it in front of her, “What did Miss Larissa want to see me about? I have things to doter, I don’t have a lot of time.”


    There was nothing at all going onter, but Sophie didn’t want Larissa to linger.


    Larissa nced at Sophie and slowly hung her head, hands sped together, one fingernail sping the nail of the other, “I came over today to ask you to help me with something.”


    “Help you?”


    Sophie became more and more confused, “Miss Larissa thinks highly of me. What you can’t do, I’m even less likely to do.”


    “No, you can.”


    Larissa shook her head and raised a pair of eyes, the pair of watery ck eyes flooded with dense watery light, watery.


    Sophie was baffled by this.


    After a few seconds of contemtion, she asked tentatively, “Are you talking about Dixon?”


    There didn’t seem to be anything she could do to help Larissa except Dixon.


    “Sophie, I know you are gentle and kind, a good and understanding girl. But … but when I see you now, I feel especially sorry for you.”


    Larissa’s eyes flushed, shedding the stern air she used to have, creating an illusion of being approachable.


    Sophie’s eyes fell on Larissa’s face, her small face full of confusion, the more she listened, the more confused she became, not knowing exactly what she wanted to say.


    During the silent time, Larissa’s tears spilled out of her eyes, sliding down her fair skin and crashing to the ground.