After Sophia left the cafe, she took a taxi to get home. Enjoying the breezy evening wind swaying her face, she was concurrently searching for an answer in her blank mind.
He agreed that he’s not interested in me. That’s impossible to be a lie, she thought.
At that moment, her cell phone notified her of a new message. She checked her phone to read it and found a message from Arthur with only two words.
She gaped at the message. Damn! He sent me a message only to scold me!
‘Mr. Weiss. Please remember you’re a decent man,’ she replied to him immediately.
Arthur then sent a reply message. ‘You don’t have any conscience.’
‘You’re right, I don’t. You’ve seen through my disguise and shall stop seeing people like me from now on.’ Sophia had given up on saving her image.
He asked again, ‘Do you think falling for you is what a fool would do?’
Meanwhile, Emily was gazing at the scenery outside in the car heading back to the villa. Beside her was Arthur typing messages on his phone. The corners of his lips turned up from time to time to indicate his good mood, even though his fingers betrayed that he was terrible at replying to text messages.
“Artie?” When she turned and found him smiling, she asked, “Who are you chatting with?”
“A friend.” His answer was simple.
Emily noticed a hint of amusement in Arthur’s expression as if he was having fun from the interaction, so she mustered her courage and asked for further information. “Who is your friend?”
“You don’t know them,” he answered as he checked the phone and broke into a wide smile at the message content.
Sophia’s reply read, ‘I said the wrong thing just now. Please forgive me.’
Sophia was riding in a taxi; the sunset view could no longer catch her attention as she felt nervous waiting to receive his response. What’s wrong with me? Am I having fun now?
‘I’m home. Gotta go.’ She typed on her phone and sent the message before shoving her cell phone back into her bag.
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