Drenched in Love novel Chapter 80

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 glance.

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 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.