Chapter 37 - Uncontrollable

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Sophia had always been a very sensitive person. As long as she spent enough time with a person, she would know what they wanted to hear the most and what they did not. She knew the words to make them happy or angry.

She knew that Maurice cared the most about whether she could marry Norman, so she deliberately said it to anger her.

‘As expected, Maurice was so angry that she flew into a rage. She threw the bracelet in her hand at Sophia.

Her exaggerated expression made her ordinary face look ferocious.

She ordered, “Get her!”

The thugs looked at each other. They only surrounded Sophia in the middle but did not touch her.

Maurice took out a medicine bottle and unscrewed the lid.

Sophia immediately retreated and tried to run.

“Catch her. I will give her two pills. She is less than two months pregnant, and the fetus is not fully developed yet. It will be fine if she takes the pills and aborts the baby.”

“as long as her baby is gone, I will give you one million each.”

One million dollars!

The goons had never seen so much money. They were very tempted by Maurice’s words. They restrained Sophia and their minds were filled with the idea of becoming rich.

Sophia wanted to scream, but Maurice held her chin up.

She poured the entire bottle of medicine into Sophia’s mouth.

“Didn’t you say you would only feed her two pills?” The thugs were so scared that they quickly let go of Sophia.

She would die consuming so much!

Sophia’s eyes were red. She knelt on the ground and kept retching.

Maurice did not let her go. She forced Sophia to drink water.

Sophia clenched her fists. When Maurice bent over, Sophia grabbed her collar with one hand and raised the other…

Smack!

Aloud slap across Maurice’s face.

This was the first time Sophia had hit a girl.

But she was still angry.

She grabbed Maurice’s collar and did not let go. After the slap, she snatched the water that she was going to feed her.

A strange smile appeared on her reddened face.

She looked beautiful, and her smile was very seductive. Previously, because she was well-behaved, it was easy for people to classify her and Anita as the same type, thinking that she was a warm-hearted little angel.

Now, she was overwhelmed with hostility. Without the shadow of an angel, she smiled more like the devil.

She knelt ina sorry state, but she straightened her back, pulled on Maurice’s collar and pressed her head down.

“Was it fun, Maurice?”

Maurice had not recovered from the slap.

She felt a sudden coolness streaming down her forehead.

Water drenched her head, hair, and cheeks and stained her dress.

She was frightened and screamed.

After shaking off the cold water in her hair, she pounced on Sophia baring her teeth.

Sophia was still lying on the ground, retching. The most important thing now was to spit out the medicine that she had just swallowed.

Maurice’s arm was grabbed by a man.

“Miss, if you don’t want to spend the rest of your life in prison, please calm down.”

Maurice had lost control and did not notice the crowd of people around her.

“Don’t you know who I am?!” Her messy hair and dirty dress made her look like a crazy person.

The man did not know who she was, but he knew that if this crazy woman dared to hurt the girl on the floor again, his boss would be furious.

Maurice shouted, “I am Miss Maurice of the Bass family! I am the fiancée of Norman Maloney! Who dares to put me in prison?!”

The people around raised their cell phones and pointed their cameras at her.

Acrazy woman related to Norman!

Ah, something new to gossip about!

As the stranger stopped Maurice, another man walked toward Sophia.

With his long legs, he took big steps… walking quickly.

‘When he walked past, no one dared to stand in front of him, and they all made way.

Sophia forced herself to puke, and she even threw up the lunch that Felix had treated her to at noon.

But she didn’t dare to stop. She was afraid that there were still pills that she hadn’t spat out, and it would affect the child in her belly. What should she do?

She could feel that someone was approaching her. It should be Maurice, right? How would she take revenge on her? Pull her hair with her hands? Kick her body with her feet?

She subconsciously covered her stomach.

A pair of hands wrapped around her shoulders. The movements were very gentle and very careful.

“Sophia.”

She looked up and saw Sebastian’s face.

He frowned and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

“Don’t cry,” he said.

Sophia thought in a daze, ‘Am I crying?

She looked at Sebastian, her angry red eyes slowly fading, and her sharp breath softened.

She didn’t want to cry, but she couldn’t control it.

It was just like that night, when she heard Norman’s decision to not have the child.

She knew clearly that she shouldn’t cry then and now. Crying was a show of weakness, and she didn’t want to do that.

But she couldn’t help it.

She felt so wronged.

Sebastian held her head in his arms.

He was a little overwhelmed by the crying Sophia..