Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2132

Sophia's heart sank under the weight of the man's icy glance. She didn't rush to explain, instead lying back down in silence.

Jason closed the bedroom door behind him and made his way to the living room couch. He sat down and said in a cold tone, "Sophia's sick. You really had no clue? Why aren’t you here taking care of her yourself? Is your work really that important?"

Robin, who was already seething with resentment, found himself speechless under Jason's imposing demeanor. He could only mutter with downcast eyes, "She didn't tell me. I had no idea it was this serious. Plus, I came over as soon as I wrapped things up."

Jason was silent for a moment before speaking again, "I called her and found out she was sick. I came over to check on her. Earlier, she slipped in the bathroom while showering. I just went in to help her out. It's not what you're thinking."

He was never one for explanations. In the past, when misjudged, he would rather endure criticism than open his mouth to clarify things to anyone.

But today, for Sophia, he was willing to do anything.

He knew Sophia had feelings for Robin, that she couldn't let go.

He didn't want her to be sick and also heartbroken.

Robin remained tight-lipped.

"You know how much Sophia cares about you. Whether you believe her or not is up to you," Jason said as he stood up. "She's got a pretty bad cold, has just eaten, and her medication is on the bedroom table. If you trust her, then stay and take care of her. Your business, no matter how important, can't be more important than she is."

Robin replied coolly, "Mr. Gilder, thank you for your care."

Without another word, Jason grabbed his coat and left.

After Jason departed, Robin's frustration had not subsided. He was blameless, yet he had been reprimanded by Jason.

Feeling wronged, Robin was about to leave as well. However, at the door, he remembered the phone call he had asked Sophia to make to Estelle. If he broke up with Sophia now, the deal with the Lamont Group would surely fall through.

After hesitating at the door, he turned back and entered the bedroom.

He picked up the scattered fruits and pastries from the floor, placed them on the table, sat down by the bed, frowned at the medication, and reproached, "You're this sick. Why didn't you tell me?"