Sophia looked up in shock. Really? Will he stay if I want him to?
Yet, despite the strong urge of expressing this thought to him, she could not say it out loud as Martha‘s words were like a curse haunting her.
“I–I have something to do tomorrow, so I might not be able to send you off. Otherwise, I would try to be there. I‘m serious,” said Sophia with a pout.
Arthur sighed. It seemed like he was being delusional.
“It‘s fine. You don‘t have to come since you don‘t want to see me anyway. I‘ll go back to my country and inherit the family business. After that, I‘ll find someone suitable to marry and form a family with her. Now that I think about it, it actually seems quite nice.” He acted like he had already planned out his future.
Yet, Sophia suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable as she pushed him. “Right, you‘re not young anymore. It‘s time for you to build a career and a family.”
Then, she turned around and quickly walked to the direction of her home before wiping her face.
This action made the man chase after her. Then, he gripped her wrist, pulled her in and embraced her just as she was about to reach the entrance.
This made Sophia fall onto his body. Looking up, she had a face full of tears, making her seem especially pitiful.
Right then, Arthur was feeling a bit perplexed by his own words. Why would I say that to anger her?
Somewhat upset, Sophia pushed him. “Just leave if you want to. Why are you still holding onto me?”
Without saying a single word, Arthur hugged her.
Sophia, who was full of tears by this point, buried her face in his chest out of embarrassment and sadness.
“Why are you crying? Are you that reluctant to see me leave?” Arthur teased her.
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