If he had really decided to marry someone else, why would he behave so passionately and tenderly all those nights? Why would his eyes exude love for her unreservedly?
Sophia knew that was love. He didn‘t fake it, nor was he acting. That was his genuine feeling
Thus, she walked further down into the blind alley, having a hard time coming to herself. Arthur clearly loved her, but why would he suddenly marry someone else? It‘s Emily, isn‘t it? she thought. She‘s Old Madam Weiss‘ number one pick for Arthur.
As Sophia continued to cry, she suddenly turned and grabbed Anastasia‘s arm, imploring, “Anastasia, can you take me to the wedding? I… I want to give him my blessings.” Despite being overwhelmed with sorrow, she still wanted to attend Arthur‘s wedding, even if it was to witness his happily ever after with another woman.
Sophia‘s plea took Anastasia aback for a few seconds. Fearing that Anastasia would reject her, the woman took pains to promise, “Anastasia, I promise I‘ll just watch. I swear I won‘t cause any trouble… I just want to see him get married. Please, I beg you.”
Anastasia fixed Sophia‘s hair, her heart aching for this poor and heartbroken soul. “Sophia, I don‘t think you should go. You‘ll only feel even more horrible.”
Sophia suddenly chuckled wryly, then sighed. “Did you know, Anastasia? When I started seeing him, I never even dared to think of having a future with him. I know I don‘t belong in his future. Now that he‘s getting married, I‘m not asking for much; I just want to see him. It might even help me get over him even more.”
Anastasia pondered for a moment before saying, “Why don‘t you think about it overnight? If you really want to go, you can come to me whenever. I’ll let you join as my assistant. But for now, let me send you home.”
Sophia nodded in agreement and stood up, but because she was a little weak at the knees, she had to prop her hands on the table to stand straight. Meanwhile, Anastasia helped her out of the cafe.
After sending Sophia home, Anastasia asked Grace to keep the woman company for a while while she went home.
At the mansion, after the father and son shared dinner together, Jared went to practice piano while Elliot went to the balcony for some fresh air.
Elliot prided himself on his acute perception, and he thought something wasn‘t right with Arthur‘s wedding. Would Arthur, his brother from another mother, ask his
family butler to inform him of something as important as his wedding?
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