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Hurley didn't answer, but Sophie understood.
How could Hurley like her, he hated her so much that to ask such words was just to make a fool of himself. So, back then, after Hurley had people force her to sign the divorce papers, the two children weren't really lost in the fire. Instead, they were taken by those people and sent to Hurley's side, correct?
Sophie remained silent. Hurley started to speak, wanting to bring up the subject, but he noticed that Sophie had closed her eyes and was leaning against the back seat, clearly avoiding conversation.
Sophie had intentionally or unintentionally mentioned his ex-wife several times and appeared to be overly concerned about his child. As a result, Hurley had the feeling that Sophie's intentions were not quite right.
Was Sophie trying to get to know him in a different way? Was she jealous because he hadn't denied that he still felt something for the woman he'd left?
Thinking about it, Hurley couldn't help but smile. Sophie was someone who spoke her mind and he was used to it. If she was really interested in him, why couldn't she just say so? It wasn't that he wasn't receptive.
Maybe it was because Sophie, being a strong-willed person, didn't want to lose face.
Hurley thought, shouldn't he take the initiative?
With that thought, he moved closer to Sophie, his gaze falling on her lips.
Sophie was exceptionally beautiful, her features were correct even without lipstick, and the color of her lips was quite natural.
Hurley's throat knotted, this softness, he could already imagine it.
Getting closer and closer, his breathing became faster and faster.
Only ten centimeters away from Sophie, Sophie opened her eyes, those soulful eyes were just staring at him, "What do you want to do?" she asked.
The whole charming atmosphere was interrupted by Sophie.
Hurley opened his thin lips slightly, "I ......"
At this moment, Hurley also found his own reason. Just for this second, he actually wanted to kiss Sophie like crazy.
Crazy, really crazy.
"It's nothing, it looks like you have something on your face, I was wrong." Hurley sat back again, only in his palm there were still tiny beads of sweat.
It was the first time that he, Hurley Walton, had been so weak that he wanted to do it, but he did not dare to.
Sophie gave him only a few words back, "Oh, is that so..."
Then she tilted her head to the side and looked out the window, her palms clenched, then she let out a soft breath.
Just now she thought Hurley was going to kiss her.
The two never spoke again, and soon the car was driving down the hill to Sophie's house.
Sophie opened the car door, "Then I'll go up."
"Uh-huh." Hurley nodded.
Sophie walked forward, but Hurley's voice came from behind, "Sophie."
"Hmm?" Sophie turned back, "Anything else?" Hurley looked at Sophie, who seemed visibly thinner. He wondered if the events of the past two days had taken a toll on her.
"Let me take you upstairs," Hurley offered.
No, you should hurry back to the hospital," Sophie insisted.
Despite her protest, Hurley had already walked over to her. "There's no need to rush."
I said there's no need!" Sophie resisted. She couldn't risk Hurley seeing her son if he came upstairs.
Just let me..." Before Sophie could finish her sentence, Hurley quickly lifted her by the waist.
Hurley, put me down!" Sophie cried out.
Hurley!"
In the back seat, the long-time driver, who had been with Hurley for many years, looked in the rearview mirror. He had seen it: Mr. Walton was on the verge of a kiss with Ms. Hades!
How could Hurley like her, he hated her so much that to ask such words was just to make a fool of himself. So, back then, after Hurley had people force her to sign the divorce papers, the two children weren't really lost in the fire. Instead, they were taken by those people and sent to Hurley's side, correct?
Sophie remained silent. Hurley started to speak, wanting to bring up the subject, but he noticed that Sophie had closed her eyes and was leaning against the back seat, clearly avoiding conversation.
Sophie had intentionally or unintentionally mentioned his ex-wife several times and appeared to be overly concerned about his child. As a result, Hurley had the feeling that Sophie's intentions were not quite right.
Was Sophie trying to get to know him in a different way? Was she jealous because he hadn't denied that he still felt something for the woman he'd left?
Thinking about it, Hurley couldn't help but smile. Sophie was someone who spoke her mind and he was used to it. If she was really interested in him, why couldn't she just say so? It wasn't that he wasn't receptive.
Maybe it was because Sophie, being a strong-willed person, didn't want to lose face.
Hurley thought, shouldn't he take the initiative?
With that thought, he moved closer to Sophie, his gaze falling on her lips.
Sophie was exceptionally beautiful, her features were correct even without lipstick, and the color of her lips was quite natural.
Hurley's throat knotted, this softness, he could already imagine it.
Getting closer and closer, his breathing became faster and faster.
Only ten centimeters away from Sophie, Sophie opened her eyes, those soulful eyes were just staring at him, "What do you want to do?" she asked.
The whole charming atmosphere was interrupted by Sophie.
Hurley opened his thin lips slightly, "I ......"
At this moment, Hurley also found his own reason. Just for this second, he actually wanted to kiss Sophie like crazy.
Crazy, really crazy.
"It's nothing, it looks like you have something on your face, I was wrong." Hurley sat back again, only in his palm there were still tiny beads of sweat.
It was the first time that he, Hurley Walton, had been so weak that he wanted to do it, but he did not dare to.
Sophie gave him only a few words back, "Oh, is that so..."
Then she tilted her head to the side and looked out the window, her palms clenched, then she let out a soft breath.
Just now she thought Hurley was going to kiss her.
The two never spoke again, and soon the car was driving down the hill to Sophie's house.
Sophie opened the car door, "Then I'll go up."
"Uh-huh." Hurley nodded.
Sophie walked forward, but Hurley's voice came from behind, "Sophie."
"Hmm?" Sophie turned back, "Anything else?" Hurley looked at Sophie, who seemed visibly thinner. He wondered if the events of the past two days had taken a toll on her.
"Let me take you upstairs," Hurley offered.
No, you should hurry back to the hospital," Sophie insisted.
Despite her protest, Hurley had already walked over to her. "There's no need to rush."
I said there's no need!" Sophie resisted. She couldn't risk Hurley seeing her son if he came upstairs.
Just let me..." Before Sophie could finish her sentence, Hurley quickly lifted her by the waist.
Hurley, put me down!" Sophie cried out.
Hurley!"
In the back seat, the long-time driver, who had been with Hurley for many years, looked in the rearview mirror. He had seen it: Mr. Walton was on the verge of a kiss with Ms. Hades!
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