Sophia tried to analyze the situation from Stanley’s words; Irene hadn’t been able to remember Michael and got together with Joel. Irene couldn’t remember Michael, but he could remember her! If Michael saw Joel and Irene together in a while, he would be so sad!
Becoming worried all of a sudden, Sophia quickened her pace forward; both Stanley and Nathan were anxious about their uncle and father as well. The three of them walked quickly and soon spotted Michael’s car.
However, Michael had already gotten out of the car; he was also wearing glasses with a wide frame and a black top hat that almost covered half of his face. Meanwhile, Irene and Joel were standing directly in front of him.
They were holding hands, whereas Michael stood there alone.
Holding onto Joel, Irene looked at Michael and said with a smile, “I didn’t expect that you are Joel’s younger brother, Mr. Taylor. I really didn’t think of it! My apologies!”
Michael’s wide-framed glasses were blocking his expression. His voice sounded indifferent as he said, “Nice to meet you too.”
The atmosphere was harmonious, and nothing was off.
However, Sophia was stunned.
In that moment, Michael must’ve felt really uncomfortable. Nothing was more cruel than saying ‘nice to meet you’ to someone he once loved—or might even still love.
Michael must be heartbroken now, but he pretended to be okay so he could save his last bit of dignity.
The entanglement between Michael, Joel, and Irene must be deeper than Sophia could ever imagine, and it was impossible for her to see through nor intervene.
Sophia didn’t know anything about Michael’s past, and she had no idea what happened to him. In fact, she was always an outsider to him because he had never seemed to open his heart to her.
But now, Sophia wanted to help him! She didn’t want him to face it alone!
Hence, she squeezed Nathan’s little hand and whispered, “Go to your father.”
No longer being uncooperative, Nathan smiled sweetly and ran over like a butterfly, throwing himself into Michael’s arms as he yelled loudly, “Daddy!”
Michael embraced Nathan—who had come running all of a sudden—and noticed Sophia at a glance.
Irene knitted her brows and asked Michael, “Is he your son?”
Looking at Nathan, Michael nodded and replied, “Yes, he’s my son.”
Standing next to Michael, Sophia suddenly felt a warm embrace around her cold hand. Michael took her hand and openly said to the two of them, “The Madam.”
Michael didn’t brush off the introduction by simply saying ‘this is my wife’. Instead, he introduced Sophia formally as ‘The Madam.”
At that moment, Sophia’s mind went blank as she didn’t know what to reply.
Stanley’s jaw dropped in shock as well, but he immediately understood the situation.
Michael had no courage to face Irene, so he simply asked a random woman to pretend to be his woman!
Stanley sighed to himself, Poor Uncle Michael!
Irene was stunned for a moment, but she immediately came around and said with a smile, “We have met earlier. She’s very beautiful!”
Still holding Sophia’s hand, Michael lowered his head and looked at the girl beside him gently. “Yes, she’s very beautiful.”
Sophia lowered her head as she was feeling shy.
After the short conversation, the Fletchers left and Sophia got in the car.
As the car moved, the family of three didn’t speak at all; the atmosphere became dull.
The sun came out at noon, but it started raining again in the afternoon. As the fine raindrops hit the window, Sophia looked out and gazed at the gloomy mountains and rivers; her eyelids had become droopy as well.
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