Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 182

Samuel smelled smoke upon coming inside. Although the ventilation inside the room was sufficient and the windows were opened, he could smell the smoke as a smoker himself. “Jeez, how much did you smoke?”

Alexander resisted the urge to kick him out. “What's the matter?”

Samuel glanced at the ashtray on the table before touching the pack of cigarettes beside it. “You smoked one whole pack? Not bad!”

As he spoke, he quickly placed the still-warm document he had just printed in front of Alexander before Alexander kicked him out. “Did you tell Sophia that you'd give up today? I'd suggest you take a look at this before you really decide.”

Alexander's heart ached. He took the document and flipped open it.

As he was a quick reader, it took him less than two minutes to finish reading it.

“Where did you get this?”

Samuel rubbed his nose. “I thought it was strange, so I had someone look it up. And they came back with this.”

Samuel would not have been so interested if Sophia were together with Horatius. After all, Horatius was not someone who had shown up out of nowhere.

However, he had never heard Sophia bringing up a certain Lukas. More surprisingly, they were

engaged right after Lukas appeared.

No matter how Samuel looked at it, Sophia did not seem to be the type to be blinded by love and get married, especially when her marriage with Samuel was a failure.

After digging for a while, he was astonished by what he had found.

Thirty years ago, the Dawson family lost their youngest daughter—Rachel Dawson. Coincidentally, Sophia's mother was also called Rachel. The Sharp family had adopted her from their relatives when they failed to give birth to their own thirty years ago.

Sophia's looks were similar to Rachel's, so one could guess that the latter was also gorgeous.

However, none of the relatives of the Sharp family was half as good-looking as Sophia, including her uncle.

Although they were normal-looking compared to the average, next to Sophia and her mother, they were ugly.

Samuel could not find any photos of Penelope when she was younger. Most of them were taken around twenty years ago before she retired. However, one could still tell that Sophia looked similar to Penelope.

Samuel had gotten this news about two hours ago. He originally did not want to come over in the middle of the night and suffer from Alexander's cold treatment, but he decided to come over in the end after his calls did not get through.

Although Alexander did not seem like the type to do stupid things, his behavior was unpredictable when it came to matters concerning Sophia. Samuel would not be surprised if Alexander had done something out of the ordinary for her.

Alexander had never felt his heart beating so fast before. He looked at Samuel and patted his shoulder. “Thank you.” This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He stood up, grabbed his car keys, and walked straight out.

It took Samuel a moment to snap out of his thoughts and catch up to him. “It's the middle of the night. Where are you going?”

“I'm going to find Sophia.” Unexpectedly, Alexander did not ignore him this time.

Looking at the pitter-patter of the rain, Samuel wanted to say that Sophia might be asleep at this hour.

However, when he saw Alexander's shining eyes, Samuel could not bear to say it. I shouldn't break his bubble. He's miserable enough.

“Okay. Then I'll crash here tonight.”

“You can look for the guest room yourself.” All Alexander could think about was to question Sophia about it. Where Samuel would be sleeping that night was the least of his worries.

“Hey, I'm a guest here. Can't you at least show me where your guest room is?” However, the only answer he got was Alexander's retreating figure in the garage.

Samuel sighed in exasperation. “It's bros before hoes, not the other way around!”

There were few cars at night, so Alexander drove at maximum speed as he rushed to Sophia's mansion.

It was not the first time he had been there. In the past, he would always struggle and feel hesitant whenever he came by.

However, it was not the same this time. This time, he was there for an answer.

He got out of the car unhesitatingly and pressed the doorbell.

Sophia was jolted awake by someone pressing the doorbell a few times. When she opened her eyes, she was engulfed in darkness. Immediately, she called for Genie while searching for her phone.

When she saw that it was currently eleven o'clock at night, she could not help but furrow her eyebrows. Who's here in the middle of the night? Why would anyone be awake at this hour and disrupt someone's sleep?

Sophia looked at the surveillance footage and was stunned when she saw who was at the door. Is Alexander drunk again?

Yet the man standing at the mansion gate seemed clear-headed. His car was parked beside him. It was apparent he had driven there alone, as there was no one with him.

Sophia was already not feeling well from the cold, not to mention the doorbell had disrupted her sleep. Therefore, her expression was cold when she went downstairs.

It was still raining. She walked out holding an umbrella and glared at him through the gates. She was going to curse at him when Alexander started, “I have some matters to discuss with you.”

Sophia did not open the gate. “Do you know what time it is?” Her voice was deeper than usual because of her cold.

Alexander pursed his lips slightly. Although he knew how abrupt he was, he needed to get an answer.

While staring at her, he begged, “I really have something to ask you.” Pausing for a moment, he continued, “It's very important.”

Sophia glared at him for about two seconds before she opened the door to let him in.

Just when she turned around, she sneezed.

Alexander furrowed his eyebrows. “I'm sorry. I was too rash.”

However, she did not answer and walked into the mansion holding the umbrella.

“Genie, turn on the living room heater.”

It was spring, but April in Jadeborough was rather cold. The temperature at night was almost the same as in winter.

“Yes, Ms. Yarrow.”

Sophia put away the umbrella and placed it beside the door. Then she went straight to the second floor and poured herself a cup of warm water. “What's the matter?” she asked when she saw Alexander on the stairs. I wonder what's so important for him to come over in the middle of the night.

Alexander looked at Sophia. Only when the bright lights in the living room shone on her face did he realize she seemed rather pale.

He remembered her voice sounded different from usual and her sneezing from before. “Did you catch a cold?”

“What do you want?” Sophia was usually grumpy when she woke up, not to mention when someone had disrupted her sleep. Therefore, gone was her usual gentleness as her expression was filled with aloofness and her voice was cold.

“Who is Lukas to you?”

Sophia stared at him. “What does this have to do with you?”

“He isn't your fiancé, is he?” While saying that, Alexander inched closer to her.

Sophia was taken aback when she saw him standing so close to her. “Did you come here at this hour just to ask me this?”

“This matters a lot to me, Sophia.”

Alexander was one hundred and ninety-three centimeters tall. As there was only a distance of more than twenty centimeters between them, there was an air of intimidation when he lowered his head to look at her.

Sophia wanted to move away, but Alexander was faster as he grabbed onto her waist. “The rumors on the internet are false, aren't they? Lukas is your cousin, isn't he?”

Upon hearing that, Sophia could not help but frown. “Alexander, did you investigate me?”