Chapter 191 A Call From Tristan âWhat? You're hurt? Where?â questioned Charmaine. As Willow was
her last hope, she was immensely worried when she learned the latter was hurt. âWhere are you? I'll
come get you, so stay where you are.â After the call ended, Willow remained in her spot. She knew
Yale and Charmaine would side with her. That was why she decided to call Charmaine. At the same
time, the owner of the restaurant, who was in his forties, silently made another plate of spaghetti for
Sophie as she had requested
That young lady doesnât seem to be someone to mess with. That aura of hers... It's as if she came
from hell. She's terrifying. Meanwhile, Willow glared at Sophie. I can't believe she still has the mood
to eat after what she did to me! âSophie, no matter what, I'm still your sister. Aren't you afraid God
will punish you after what you did to me?â âHaha, speak for yourself. You did so many evil deeds, yet
you're perfectly fine, so why would God punish me?â replied Sophie as she wiped the table with
tissue papers. âYouâ" Willow was aware she would not win against Sophie, but even so, she liked to
provoke the latter. But I really lost this time. âIgnore her, Ysabelle.â Although Willow's hand seemed
severely injured, she did not deserve even an ounce of sympathy. After all, she had only herself to
blame. Had she not made the first move, she would not have ended up like that. Just then, Sophie's
new plate of spaghetti was served. Taking a fork, Sophie dug in. Her movements were so graceful
that she did not seem like the same person from moments earlier. âArenât you guys eating?
If not, then leave,â uttered Sophie casually, as if nothing had happened. Hearing that, the other
customers immediately lowered their heads and indulged in their food. Not one soul dared to say
something, let alone check on Willow. Seeing how uncompassionate they were, Willow cried non-
stop. By the time Charmaine arrived, Sophie had almost finished her food. The older woman's heart
broke when she spotted âher last hopeâ slumped on the ground, her hand red and swollen. All
Willow was good at was drawing. If she could no longer draw due to her injury, Charmaine did not
know what she should do. âHow did you get injured, Willa? And why is it so severe? Sophie, why
didn't you call the ambulance when you know your sister's injured? Don't you know how precious
her hand is?"
Taking advantage of Charmaineâs sympathy toward her, Willow sobbed loudly. âSophie did this,
Mom. She stuffed my hand in the spaghetti. It hurts, Mom. It hurts so much!â As Charmaine heard
that, she stared at Sophie in disbelief. Why? Why is she so evil? âWhy did you do that, Sophie?â No
matter what, they're sisters! When Sophie did not explain herself, Ysabelle looked at the former
worriedly. âBecause I wanted to.â âYou... How can you be so cruel at such a young age?â "Willow was
the one who wanted to harm Sophie first, Mrs. Tanner. While Sophie only injured Willow's hand,
Willow was planning to ruin Sophie's face!â defended Ysabelle. At first, she had felt a bit sympathetic
toward Willow, but it all diminished after she saw how Charmaine behaved. What kind of mother is
she? Ever since she arrived, she only cared about Willow. It's as though Sophie's not even her
daughter!
"What?" Charmaine felt as if her ears were deceiving her. âIs that true, Willa?â âMy hand hurts, Mom.
Take me to the hospital.â The way everyone stared at Willow made her feel embarrassed, so all she
wanted was to escape to the hospital. Regardless of what happened, Charmaine could not bear to
see her daughter like this anymore, so she asked the driver to carry Willow to the car. Before leaving
the scene, Charmaine turned to Sophie. âSophie, sheâs family, no matter what. Did you really have to
go that far? Your grandpa will be sad if he learns about this as he values harmony in the family more
than anything.â Charmaine knew Sophie's sole weakness to this day was her grandfather, so she
used that card. âThat's none of your concern,â responded Sophie. I didn't pursue the matter last
time because Grandpa was in surgery, and I didn't want to concern him lest it affects him. However,
Willow's the one asking for it this time. What else could I do? Had I not taught her a lesson, she
would've forgotten I'm not one to be messed with. Enraged, Charmaine was about to retort, but she
knew Sophie would not listen to her regardless of what she said. Hence, she left and brought Willow
to the hospital. âSoph, if you're done eating, let's head back,â stated Ysabelle.
The atmosphere here is uncomfortable. Soph must be tense. Standing up, Sophie scanned the QR
code to pay for their meals. âLet's return and take a rest. We have another exam later,â remarked
Sophie calmly. Walking behind her, Ysabelle nodded. Yeah, we have another exam. It's not worth it
to let us get affected by someone unimportant. Once they exited the restaurant, Sophie's phone
rang. It was a call from Tristan. âWe found the one who injured Sunny. What do you want to do?" he
asked, wanting her opinion. âI see. Let's hold this matter off for two days. I'll handle it after the
exam.â âOkay. What are you doing now? Have you had lunch?â Tristan inquired. âI just had it with
Ysabelle. What about you?â âI haven't eaten anything. Everything's tasteless because you're not with
me! What are you going to do to end my torment?â he flirted. Sophie was speechless after hearing
him. Well, unlike him, I enjoyed my lunch. âStop it. I'm going to end the call now. I have an exam
later, and now I want to take a nap before that.â She had not slept for long last night. If not for her
willpower during the Chanaean exam, she would have dozed off. âAll right! Let's visit Old Mr.
Tanner together later,â he suggested, knowing Josiah was still in the hospital. âOkay.â âWait for me at
the school after the exam. I'll pick you up. There's going to be heavy snow later.â He felt uneasy
about letting her drive, and he did not have faith in taxi drivers because he feared they would hurt
her. âAll right, I got it.â With that, Sophie was about to end the call. She did not know how to act
lovey-dovey at all. However, before she could, the man spoke again. âWait! You haven't said you
missed me!â Sophie was rendered tongue-tied, for she truly could not bring herself to say
something like that. Blushing a bit, Sophie stared at Ysabelle, still not saying a word. âMr. Tristan...â
Can he not make things difficult for me?
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