Drenched in Love novel Chapter 43

Hazel thought of that day Sophia went back to work. Daniel’s words apparently showed that Sophia and Stephen reached some agreement.

Thinking like this, Hazel's face was getting worse, and her tears were about to fall down, “Sophia, I'm sorry, it is my fault.”

Sophia shook her head with a smile, “Hazel, it has nothing to do with you.”

Sophia knew, even if there was no Emmanuel, Stephen would not let go of her. Even if she left the Berry Group, Stephen still had a thousand ways to torture her.

“Hazel, I'm tired. I want to have a rest. Hurry to have your dinner before you keep your brother waiting.

After watching Hazel left, Sophia sat back on her chair, began to sleep lying on the desk. She got tired from last night, and her back ached, but now she was sleepy. And she almost fell asleep when she worked in the morning.

Sophia soon fell asleep and when she woke up in a daze, it had been two hours and it was time to go to work.

Sophia got up and the quilt fell down from her body. Sophia picked it up and found it was Hazel’s, she felt warm at heart.

Seeing that she woke up, Hazel took out dessert, “Sophia, you didn't have lunch, take it!”

Sophia was indeed hungry, so she took it over with a smile. Looking at the exquisite cake, smelling the sweet cream aroma, Sophia suddenly thought of what she had last night and felt sick. She put down the cake and ran to the office.

She didn't eat anything in the morning, nor did she at noon. Her stomach was empty and even if she vomited, she just spat out a few saliva.

Sophia went back to the office with a pale face. Natalia asked with a smile, “Sophia, are you pregnant? Who is the father?”

Sophia sneered, “So the reason for your vomit every time is pregnant!”

When Sophia went back to the villa at night, she still learned cooking from Hannah, but no longer was forced to eat leftovers from the trash can. After dinner, Stephen said, “There's too much weeds in the back garden. It's time to clean it up.”

Sophia was arranged to pull weeds. No tools, just hands.

The garden in the villa was large, and the night was drawing to a close when it was finished. Sophia was dizzy and thought she had back to the villa of her family. She walked to the second floor in a daze, opened the second door and went in.

After taking a bath, Sophia opened the wardrobe, conveniently picked a white pajamas to put on, lied on the bed and covered with a summer quilt.

Stephen woke up at four o’clock in the morning, and couldn't fall asleep again. Stephen went downstairs, took out a bottle of brandy from the refrigerator, poured a glass of it and turned upstairs.

When he passed by the second door on the left, Stephen stopped.

On Jessie’s birthday, Jessie got drunk in the villa. Stephen arranged Jessie to sleep here, next to his bedroom.

Remembering the past, Stephen put his hand on the door handle and pushed open the door.

Seeing the weak figure lying on the bed, Stephen could not help but hold his breath: Jessie!

He had bought the white nightgown and put it in the wardrobe after that night, in case Jessie stayed there one day and had no nightgown to wear after a shower.