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Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 1018

“Sophia, to be honest, perhaps her death would be the best way out for Evan and you. As for my son, Levant, he can finally stop thinking about her. It may be selfish of me to say so, but she’s suffering too, so we might as well…”

Murphy instantly shut up when he met Sophia’s terrifying gaze. “Alright, forget about it,” he sighed.

He heaved a sigh and headed upstairs.

Sophia was lost in thought as her heart beat nervously in her chest.

Dear God, why is this happening? This must be Nicole and Evan’s predestined fate. He’s risking his life to be with her. Is there nothing else I can do as a mother other than to watch him risk his own life?

What should I do? What am I going to do?

Back at the Imperial Garden.

Nicole only regained consciousness in the afternoon, and Evan sitting by the side of her bed was the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes.

She had a splitting headache, and every part of her body hurt as if she had gone through savage torture.

“Nicole, you’re awake.”

“What happened to me, Evan?” Her voice was weak.

“You’re fine. You told me you were tired, so you took some rest.”

Nicole sat up. She saw Evan’s injured arm and was stunned. “What happened to your arm?” She asked.

Evan knew she was bound to ask about his injury, so he replied with the excuse that he had planned. “I was injured by some scoundrel when I was out. It was probably because the company’s project had jeopardized someone’s golden eggs, so it seems like I should lay low and stay at home with you for the time being.”

“…”

Nicole furrowed her eyebrows. Despite his fluent speech, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy for some reason. She gave it some thought and couldn’t help but retain the hunch that something bad was about to happen.

Was he injured because of me? Did it have something to do with my “madness”?

Did I have a relapse?

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