My Baby’s Daddy novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 797

Chapter 797 

“I have orders from Young Master Weiss.” The butler smiled at Sophia. 

Sophia‘s smile stiffened for a few seconds when she heard what the butler said. Wher? It‘s Arthur‘s idea? Where is he taking me? Am I causing so much disturbance to him that he wants to get rid of me? Filled with that bitter thought in her head, Sophia braced herself to accept the harsh truth that she didn‘t deserve to attend Arthur‘s wedding, anyway. Therefore, she had nothing to say, thinking he wanted her gone. “Alright, please give me a moment.” Sophia then limped into the room, but when the butler saw that, he quickly ordered the maids to come and help her. 

After Sophia took care of her luggage, the maids carried them out of the room for her while the butler came back to her with a wheelchair. “Miss Goodwin, please sit in this wheelchair. It should make it easier for you.” 

“Thank you very much, sir.” Sophia was embarrassed. 

As soon as Sophia sat in the wheelchair, the butler wheeled her out the door all the way to the garden. When Sophia looked in the direction in which the butler was wheeling her, she was stunned to see the manor‘s main building instead of the guest room beside it. Upon that realization, she couldn‘t help but ask herself where the butler was taking her. Soon, they arrived at the 

elevator, which they took to reach a room on the fourth floor. At the sight of the grand–looking interior, the lady was left with her jaw wide open. Wait a minute! This place looks so magnificent that it is meant for the owner to live in, not the guests. Sophia then looked around her until her gaze fell upon a man sitting on the couch. As the evening sunlight shone on him, he seemed especially charming and handsome, especially in his white button–down paired with a plaid vest. At the same time, the fact that he was crossing his legs in his sitting posture only served to make him look even more attractive. Isn‘t that Arthur? At that instant, Sophia‘s heart was beating rapidly like a jackhammer as she suddenly realized that was what happened every time she saw the man. 

Soon, Arthur stood up and walked up to the butler, taking over the wheelchair, whereupon he wheeled the lady to her new room. “Wait a second! What‘s going on? Why am I moving to this room?” Sophia looked up, asking Arthur with a surprised voice. 

“Your leg is injured, so it‘s more convenient for you to be taken care of staying here.” Arthur brushed her off with an excuse,