Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 192

Sophia did not want to speak to Alexander any longer because she felt that he had led her to a dead end yet again. After all, she was not as shameless as he was.

As soon as she got out of his arms, she went upstairs and returned to her room.

She was in an erratic mental state right now, more so than the day they filed for divorce, so she did not have time to fret about what was going through his mind.

In actuality, she had always thought that everything would be over once they got divorced.

Yet, he suddenly appeared out of nowhere and informed her that it was not over. Not only was it not over, but it had only just begun.

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It was still raining outside the window, and nobody knew when it would stop.

Sophia's stomach suddenly growled in the quiet, empty room.

Startled, she peered at the digital clock on the bedside table next to her. It was almost one in the afternoon, and she still had not eaten lunch yet.

If she ordered food delivery, it would take more than an hour for the food to be delivered because it was pouring outside.

She attempted to calm herself down by washing her face.

Moments later, she went downstairs again, and Alexander was on the phone at the time.

Seeing her coming downstairs, he turned around to glance at her and uttered, “I'll have someone bring food here.”

Sophia took a brief pause before moving to the dining table to get a glass of water for herself.

The man continued talking on the phone for a short while before hanging up and sitting on the couch while staring at her. “Sophia.”

He appeared even paler in the white shirt. Casting a brief look at him, she lowered her head and sipped some water, unwilling to answer him.

“Could you please get me some fever medicine?”

As he spoke, he leaned against the couch. He appeared rather pitiful due to his blanched face and the pale color of his thin lips.

Shortly afterward, Sophia found the fever medicine in the medical kit. She “kindly” poured him a new glass of water, preventing him from drinking from her cup.

“Thank you.”

As if he had no concern that she might have given him poison, he took the medication right away.

“Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?”

Despite the fact that her mind was a complete mess when he hugged her earlier, she could feel his body temperature was extremely high.

Alexander quickly downed a half-glass of water and assured her, “I'll be fine after getting some sleep.”

Having said that, he placed the glass on the table and leaned on the couch behind him. “I'll take a nap for a while.”

Once he finished speaking, he really closed his eyes.

Standing at the side, Sophia stared at him and could not quite put into words how she felt. He doesn't consider himself to be a guest in the slightest.

At that moment, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

She subconsciously glanced at him, but he did not open his eyes and only moved his brows slightly.

Retracting her gaze, she walked over to pick up her phone and answered it in front of the dining room window. “Ms. Leighton?”

“Have you arrived home yet, Ms. Yarrow?”

Yvonne was a responsible secretary. She calculated the time and called to see if Sophia had made it home because she did not pick the latter up at the airport.

With a smile, Sophia answered, “Yes.”

“On rainy days, it's difficult to hail a taxi.”

Bowing her head, Sophia replied, “Yeah.”

She most likely would still be waiting at the subway station if it were not for Alexander.

“Ms. Yarrow, the representative from Specter Entertainment just called to say that Mr. Schild's secretary had just called and told them that the production crew and actors of Silk Stream would be having dinner at six o'clock tomorrow night. They hope you will be there.”

Raising her eyebrows, Sophia recalled what Samuel had said a few days ago. “Okay. I understand.”

“All right. I shall not disturb you any longer.”

“You may return to your work now.”

The script of Silk Stream was a lucrative business she got from Samuel. Even though she did not particularly enjoy going to dinner, she still made the decision to attend because she had made some money from it.

The corners of her lips curled into a faint smile. When she turned her head, her gaze happened to fall upon Alexander, who had already fallen asleep on the couch.

The collar of his shirt was still unbuttoned, and the two buttons she scrabbled earlier were still loosely hanging on the shirt. As he leaned back, the shirt was pressed against his body, revealing his figure. Compared to the loose collar, it was a completely different view.

In an instant, she could feel her face beginning to heat up. What was I thinking? I'm not that kind of person.

Alexander's worker arrived to deliver the food at one twenty in the afternoon. When she came up from getting the food downstairs, Alexander had already awakened.

He appeared to have just woken up. His eyes were sluggish and a little less icy than usual. Looking at her for a while, he called out to her in a hoarse voice, “Sophia.”

She sensed a hint of longing and affection in his voice, though she was not sure if it was just her hallucination. Her hand, which was holding the bag, trembled as soon as she heard that.

Nevertheless, she maintained her composure and simply gave him a fleeting glance before saying, “Lunch is here.” Then, she took the bag to the dining table and opened it.

Alexander had a dream just now. In his dream, Sophia married Lukas, and in an insane attempt to snatch Sophia away from Lukas, he broke into the wedding hall. However, Lukas protected her very well. Standing behind Lukas, she spoke in a cold and ruthless tone. “Alexander, I've already told you that we're strangers.”

Strangers.

Because he was so shocked, he experienced a sense of immobility and felt as though his limbs were bound.

All of a sudden, he jolted awake. He had not yet recovered from the nightmare and was still in shock. It was not until Sophia appeared in front of him carrying their lunch and the scene in front of him changed to her house that he understood it was all just a dream.

Nevertheless, he was still terrified, even though it was just a dream.

In an effort to get a response from her, he called out to her.

However, the woman just looked at him without saying anything.

In an instant, anxiety stirred within him. Watching her open the bag on the dining table, he stood up and walked over, giving her an embrace from behind. “Don't move. Sophia, please let me hold you for a

while.”

As soon as she struggled, she heard his deep voice speaking to her from behind and momentarily froze when his warm breath brushed against her ear. Listening to his pleading tone, she pursed her lips and remained still.

The scent of her body filled his nostrils. Her back was leaning against his chest, and he was hugging her soft, slender waist. At that moment, his heart finally calmed down.

“Are you done hugging?”

He desired more, but she had already questioned him harshly. If he did not let her go, she would definitely get mad at him.

Hence, he let go of her reluctantly and helped her open the lid of the food container. “I had a nightmare just now.”

Hearing that, Sophia turned around to face him and grinned. “Oh? Have you done something wrong to have a nightmare?”

Since he had indeed done something wrong, he remained silent.

After lunch, he left before she asked him to.

Following his departure, the enormous mansion fell silent. Sophia stood by the window as she watched him exit the mansion with an umbrella before getting into a black car and eventually vanishing from her sight.

Frowning, she felt frustrated.