Drenched in Love

Chapter 80 I Will Go Back With Him

Vincent was silent for a moment and then turned around to give a way.

Emmanuel did not look at Vincent anymore and walked forward. Before he had taken two steps, he

was stopped again. It was Stephen.

His face could barely be seen in the heavy rain, but his white suit and aura made him recognizable at a

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Big raindrops dropped down, hit on the ground, splashing countless small water droplets, splashing in

Stephen's white trousers and pure handmade leather shoes.

Daniel behind him held a black umbrella for him, but the rain was too heavy and it still wet his clothes.

Stephen did not speak, stretched out his arm to Emmanuel, with obvious meaning.

Emmanuel held Sophia tightly and turned aside his body, as far as possible isolating Sophia and

Stephen: "Mr. Berry, Sophia is injured. I need to take her to the hospital to take care of the wound. And,

I resigned for her and she won't be your servant anymore."

Stephen hooked up the corners of his mouth and lifted his chin to Sophia: "Don't make an assertion,

ask her."

Sophia held tightly Emmanuel's clothes. She didn't want to go back to the villa, but...

Sophia struggled out of Emmanuel's arms. Emmanuel immediately held her tightly: there were still

pieces on the soles of her feet. If she went down from his arms at this time, the glass shards on her

feet would puncture deeper.

"Emmanuel, please let me down. I'm going back with him."

Emmanuel frowned. "Sophia, you need not be afraid of him. I will protect you. I won't let anyone hurt

you."

Hearing that, Sophia felt warm in her heart. Hazel and Emmanuel were the last two people in the world

who were kind to her. And because of that, she would do everything in her power to protect them from

harm.

"Emmanuel, he won't hurt me. Let me down."

Sophia insisted on coming down, Emmanuel had to let go. Sophia only had one foot injured, while the

other foot was all right. She wanted to stand on the ground on one leg. Before her foot had touched the

ground, the faint smell of tobacco hit over, and Stephen reached out and held her in his arms.

At the door of the hall, Calvin and Ella looked at Sophia held into the car by a man in a white suit.

Through the heavy rain, they could not make out what the man looked like. But from the car's fuzzy

figure, they knew he was not an ordinary man.

The villa had a private doctor. The doctor took care of it and bandaged the wound: "It's not a big

problem. Have a rest. I gave her antibiotics to prevent infection. Not touch the water, lest it fester."

Stephen nodded.

After dressing the wound, Sophia lied in bed to sleep. She skipped dinner and even did not have a sip

of water.

Hannah told Stephen about it. Stephen walked in and frowned when he saw Sophia's pale face and dry

skin of the lips.

"I know you're awake. Get up and eat."

Sophia raised her eyelids, showing her lifeless eyes. Such eyes let Stephen suddenly reminded of her

suicide.

Stephen had a shiver in his heart, carried the porridge bowl on the bedside table and ladled a spoon to

her mouth.

Standing next to him, Hannah was surprised: Mr. Berry only fed Jessie!

Sophia moved her eyes: "Mr. Berry, I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat, I just want to sleep. Mr. Berry: let

me go to bed early. I will certainly get up on time to work tomorrow, ok?"

Stephen handed the spoon forward again with a firm attitude. Sophia turned her head to one side.

At this time, she did not want to eat or do anything.

Ella made a trick to frame her, and Vincent did not believe her.

It was the most desperate thing in the world.

Vincent's betrayal proved that she met a bad man, but why her brother treated her like this? Would he

never forgive her for indirectly killing her mother and make her pay for it? If he wanted her to pay for it

with her life, it was a family affair. Why would he help an outsider bully his sister? He hated her so

much and humiliated her in front of the outsiders?

She didn't know how to take it.

Thinking of what happened in the airport during the day, Sophia could not help but shed tears again.

Stephen was accustomed to Sophia's forbearance, stubborn, kind and clever characters, but he could

not stand these dying eyes. He put the spoon in the soup bowl and put back the bowl on the bedside

table heavily.

Hannah was frightened by Stephen's action. Stephen pulled up Sophia, forced her to sit with her head

against the bed, and then held Sophia's face and forced her to open her mouth. He used the other

hand to spoon porridge and put it into Sophia's mouth: "What do you mean by not eating and drinking.

You're my servant, and you must eat when I tell you to! Open your mouth and swallow it!"

Stephen used such a way to pour a bowl of porridge into the mouth of Sophia. When he put the empty

bowl on the bedside table, some porridge got onto everywhere, because Sophia struggled.

After eating, Sophia did not wipe her mouth but lied back on the bed, curled up her body holding a

blanket with her back to Stephen, and continued to be in a daze.

Stephen frowned, pulled away her blanket, and picked her up to the bathroom.

Hannah could not go in. Sophia said: "Mr. Berry, I am in a bad mood now, will you please let go of me?

Tomorrow, when I'm ready, you can do whatever you want."

Stephen did not speak. Hannah heard the voice of the clothes tearing and Sophia's scream: "Stephen,

what do you want to do?!"

Hannah knew that she was not suitable for staying here and turned around to leave. When she went to

the door, Stephen's voice came: "Hannah, bright over a set of clean bedding."

Hannah with the fastest speed cleaned up, changed the bedding, and left with the dirty bedding. Before

she left, she closed the door for them.

Stephen did not do anything to Sophia. He just took her clothes off and put her in the bathtub, lifted her

injured foot, and personally bathed her and washed her hair. After being drenched in rain during the

day, if she didn't take a bath, she would be ill.

The water temperature was comfortable and Stephen's strength of rubbing was just right. Sophia lying

in the bathtub fell into a deep sleep because she was too tired.

Seeing that Sophia became relaxed, Stephen was eased a lot. He took Sophia out of the water, simply

wiped the body and put her on the bed again.