My Baby’s Daddy novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 799

Chapter 799

Arthur‘s first thought was to turn his back and ask anxiously, “What‘s the matter with you?” 

Sophia didn‘t expect him to be in the bathroom because he had just rushed in without hesitation. “I–I slipped.” Her legs were still not their usual self, so when she came out of the bathtub just now, she slipped. 

She felt extremely embarrassed for him to see her like this. Although they were intimate before, and she expressed herself easily in front of him, the situation was different now. 

Sophia‘s face blushed involuntarily. She wanted to get up, but she found that her waist hurt so much that she couldn‘t get up on her own. She could only ask, “Will you hold me up?” 

Arthur breathed a long sigh. He turned around, then looked at the girl on the ground. His eyes did not avoid her; instead, he came over and carried her naturally. On the other hand, Sophia felt mortified. To her, Arthur, who lost his memory, was undoubtedly nothing different from a stranger. He had forgotten her and everything they once had. 

Arthur carried her to the sofa, then quickly took a bath towel and draped it over her. At the same time, he thought that if he didn‘t come in, what could she have done? 

If another man came in and she fell like this, would she also let that man carry her out? 

All these thoughts caused Arthur‘s eyes to narrow a bit. 

Seated on the couch, Sophia tightly wrapped herself in a bath towel as she continued blushing hard. Then, she pleaded, “Will you go to the closet and get me some pajamas?” 

Arthur got up and went over to bring it to her. Then, he turned his back and did not look like he was going to leave. 

“Get changed,” he said. 

Sophia couldn‘t help but hesitate for a few seconds. “Go out! I‘m fine now; you don’t have to stay here.” 

Arthur didn‘t leave; he snorted. “You have no ability to take care of yourself right now.” 

“That‘s my business! It has nothing to do with you, Young Master Weiss,” Sophia said bitterly, her eyes turning red. 

Arthur‘s chest couldn‘t help tightening, and he found an excuse to say, “You are my guest, so I can‘t let you meet with an accident.” 

Why does this feel like second nature?