Chapter 62

"Does Mr. Harris want to send Ms. Jones to the hospital?"

Marie walked to the front of the wheelchair and put her right hand on it. "I remember that you still have a very important meeting in half an hour, so I should be the one to go."

Charles raised his eyes and glanced at her, his voice faint. "No need."

"Haha!"

On the side, Sterling sneered, and his face was pale with anger. "How affectionate! Harris, I see you have already gotten together with this scheming b*tch?!"

Nicole covered his mouth anxiously. "Stop talking!" She looked mockingly at Charles and Leah. "Sterling, he... He drank some wine and is roaring drunk now. Wait till he's sober, I will definitely have him come to the door and apologize!"

"Apologize my *ss. I will never apologize to these couple of dogs in this life!"

Sterling had been feeling guilty for two years and suffocated for two years. Today, he was determined to find justice for his sister. "Charles Harris, if you like Jones, you shouldn’t have agreed to get engaged to my sister in the first place!”

He took a deep breath, his scarlet eyes shining with a layer of moisture. He pointed at Charles and roared, "She has been right behind you for more than ten years. I heard that you had even agreed to be engaged to her. I was so excited that I told everyone I met. And the result?"

"Sterling!" Nicole tried to stop him.

Sterling clamped her under his armpit, stopping her from moving. "You broke my sister's leg for Leah, put her in jail for two years, and forced us to sever our relationship with her!!! If you had said earlier that you already have an affair with Ms. Jones, I would have definitely not let Soph get close to you!!!"

"Ster, if you’re going to blame someone for this matter, blame me." Leah wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. Her face was pale and weak. "I saw that Soph liked Charles a lot. I didn't want him to reject her. I was afraid that she would be too sad. I did not think that things would end up this way."

Sterling rolled up his sleeves, the blue veins on his forearms popping violently. "Act, act, act, you’re fucking acting again!"

He rushed forward to lift the wheelchair.

"Sterling." Charles held the wheelchair and looked at him directly with a faint warning.

"What, trying to f*cking bully me again?”

Sterling leaned forward with his neck. He pointed at his leg and yelled, "Come on then, break my legs too!"

At this moment, two policemen came in. They were looking at each other when the thinner one bit the bullet to ask, "Who’s the one who called the police?"

The people who came to the Dream Club were too rich, so no policemen wanted to deal with the things going on here. The two newcomers were then sent by those from above.

"Me."

Marie took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "Mr. White’s causing trouble in our club and hurt Mr. Harris and Ms. Jones. How do you think this matter should be handled?"

Nicole struggled thinking of coming forward to say a few good words, but Sterling stopped her.

"This... This..."

The one who was speaking was still the thin policeman. "Why don’t we go back to the police station to make a report first. If need be detained..."

The other policeman interrupted him. "We are both new here, and we are not very skilled in handling this business. We’re not very clear about what we should do. Let's go, Mr. White. Please come back to the police station with us first. We have to ask the seniors how to deal with this."

"There is no need to go to the police station. It's just a small matter. We can solve it privately. I'm sorry to trouble the two of you," Leah said softly.

Nicole breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Thank you, Ms. Jones. We will come to properly thank you another day."

Seeing that Charles had no intention of objecting, the police hurriedly said, "A private reconciliation is also possible. We..."

"I don't need her to shed crocodile tears!" Sterling snorted coldly. He let go of Nicole and walked straight between the two police officers. "Let's go!"

Nicole rushed forward and grabbed him without getting angry. "Sterling, will you only be happy after you piss me off?"

"There’s no problem. Go home and wait for me." Sterling held her face and kissed her, his handsome face stained with a bit of bitterness. "I can't be resigned to see Soph suffer so much every day."

Nicole's tears fell with a splatter. She wiped them hurriedly, and then said after a pause, "Let's go, I'll go with you."

"Slander, creating a disturbance, and deliberately causing harm... How should we deal with this? How should we deal with this?" Charles glanced at the few people and pushed Leah to the door. "I will send a lawyer over."

Sophia was lying on the hospital bed, pale and weak. She called Sterling and Nicole for the 20th time with her mobile phone, but no one answered.

Her eyelids pulsed up and down, and her heart became more restless.

Her brother had set a special ringtone for her, and he always answered after the second ring.

"Maybe Mr. White is not happy and has gone out to drink. Don't worry too much. Also, Mrs. White is also following along. Surely nothing will happen."

Megan put the bowl of porridge and side dishes on the table after saying that.

Sophia lowered her eyes, "Let's eat."

After speaking, she picked up the porridge with a spoon and sipped it in small mouths.

It would be better if she had thrown whatever small a temper. Her silence had made Megan feel even more insecure.

"It's getting dark. Go back when you’re finished eating." The porridge had no taste at all when she ate it. Sophia picked up some food and put them in her mouth but still could not taste anything in her mouth.

Megan struggled and said quietly, "But Mrs. White told me to look after you."

Sophia put down the bowl of porridge and looked at her indifferently.

At this moment, Megan suddenly understood why her colleagues were afraid of Sophia.

It was hard to describe this kind of feeling. She obviously had not said anything cruel or done anything cruel, but just being watched by the other party like this made her heart frantic.

At this moment, the phone rang.

Sophia looked away and picked up the call. "Why didn't you answer the phone just now?"

"I drank some wine and fell asleep. Didn't I call you back immediately after I woke up?" Sterling said.

Sophia paused, holding the phone tighter. "This is not how you talk when you’re drunk, Brother. Are you telling the truth? What's wrong?"

"It's fine!" Sterling said indifferently.

Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around!

Chapter 61 Are You Still a Human "Besides, your sister-in-law is with me. I can't do what I want, right?"

Another male voice then sounded on the other end of the phone, "Mr. White, can you please sign the report..."

"Shut your damn mouth!" Sterling's voice was angry and a lot smaller than before. He must have taken the phone away or was talking while muffling the phone.

"Report? Are you at the police station?" Sophia put the bowl of porridge on the table and put one hand on the bed, clutching the sheets tightly. "Which police station are you at?"