Chapter 64

Half an hour had passed after Leah’s wound was treated.

“Charles, you’ve postponed a meeting to accompany me to the doctors. I don’t know how to thank you anymore,” Leah blinked and said softly. “How about I pay you back by cooking for you? I’ve recently learned a couple of new dishes.”

“That’s fine. I prefer the chef’s cooking.” Charles looked at the two layers of gauze wrapped around the back of her hand. The bulge in his trousers as he thought about Sophia and his extremely unnatural walking posture made his brows frown slightly.

Leah pouted her lips slightly and said in a rebuking manner, “My culinary skills are certainly incomparable with the chef’s, but it’s the thought that counts.”

“I have to rush back to the company, so you should go back on your own.” Charles was not at all swayed by her coquettishness. He took massive strides as he walked out of the ward, looking a little more hurried compared to usual.

Leah watched as his shadow disappeared from the doorway and sighed lightly. She was smiling, particularly bitterly.

Charles went straight to the doctor’s office with a bit of eagerness that he was unaware of.

“Mr. Harris.” The doctor seemed to have been waiting a long time. As soon as he walked in, he immediately got up and placed his gaze on Charles’

wet trousers. “Do you... really not want me to help with that?”

When he was bandaging Ms. Jones earlier, he had offered to treat Mr. Harris’ wound but was rejected.

“No need.” Charles was straight to the point. “Is Sophia’s burn serious?”

The doctor replied, “A second-degree burn. I’d say it’s quite serious, but they’re not as terrible as you’d think. She just needs to rest for some time, and it’ll be fine. It’s just that...”

“What is it?” Charles lowered his head and tugged on the wrinkles on his suit.

“The scalded area shouldn’t be moved too much to prevent the wound from rubbing onto the gauze. It’ll increase the healing time of the wound.” The doctor was getting somewhat angry. “But Ms. White is refusing to cooperate with me, she...”

Charles’ phone began to vibrate once more. He lifted his wrist to look at the time and said lightly, “I got it. She’ll listen.”

Once he finished his sentence, he ignored the bewildered doctor and walked outside to pick up his phone. “Yes. I’m on my way there, so ask the people from FH to wait a bit.”

After a little discussion from the other line, he sneered. “If he doesn’t want to wait, then let him walk. We’re not lacking in terms of partners.”

Charles only hung up the phone once he exited the hospital. He happened to see Leah waiting next to the Bentley. “Why haven’t you left?”

“I just came down and saw your car still parked over here, so I waited for a while.” Leah smiled and said casually, “Why’d you just come out now, Charles?”

Charles opened the car door and carried her into the car. Then, he placed her wheelchair into the trunk. “Were you spying on me?”

“I’m just simply asking. If you don’t want to tell me, then there’s no need to.” Leah fastened her seat belt and straightened out her slightly messy long hair.

Charles sat in the driver’s seat and started the car. “Once we’ve arrived in the company, I’ll arrange for someone to take you home.”

“I originally planned to ask my brother to come and pick me up.” Leah frowned, somewhat distressed. “But when I came out, I happened to see Sophia going into my brother’s car and leaving with him.”

Charles held the steering wheel with one hand and tapped it with the other hand unconsciously.

“Charles, I’ll be depending on you on my brother’s engagement day,” Leah said and bit her lip. “I don’t want to think that badly of Sophia. But, she... I just can’t rest assured. If she goes to the wedding and stirs trouble, the Jones and the Sommers family will become a laughing stock.”

The traffic light turned green, and the Bentley accelerated suddenly.

Charles looked straight ahead and twitched his lips. “Why do you keep asking me to help you over and over again about matters that the Jones can easily solve by hiring a couple more bodyguards? Is it fun for you?”

He turned his head and glanced at Leah, darkness sweeping across his eyes. “If the point of you telling me all of this is for me to know that Sophia’s currently flirting with your brother, I already know about it.”

Leah smiled upon being exposed by him. “The moment you broke Sophia’s leg and sent her to jail, the grievances I had toward her were all gone.

Charles, I do not hate her. Let her leave the club, and stop humiliating her.”

“Out of pure kindness?” There was a red light, and Charles immediately slammed on the brakes. The tires that rubbed against the ground made a piercing noise.

Leah leaned forward from inertia. It was fortunate that she had fastened her seatbelt, so she was left unharmed. “If I say yes, I’m afraid that you won’t believe me anyway, Charles. To be frank, apart from doing this for Sophia’s sake, there’s a little in it for me too.”

Once it was a green light, the car in front with a learner’s sticker on it did not move for quite a while. Charles honked at it. “Hmm?”

“Sophia working at the Dream Club will render her an opportunity to talk to you. If she left, it will no longer be very easy for her to contact you.” Leah turned her head to look at his handsome profile. Then, she said softly, “Is that okay, Charles?”

The learner’s car turned off several times before it was started successfully. The cars in the back were honking one after another.

Charles followed the snail-like learner’s vehicle in front of him. “It’s no wonder you’re brother and sister. You both like to intervene with the club’s matter.”

“Does that mean you’re agreeing?” Leah asked with a smile.

As the learner’s car in front turned another way, Charles sped up the vehicle. He chuckled. “You’ve misunderstood something. The way I treat Sophia has nothing to do with you. So, whether or not you’ve forgiven her, it will not affect my decisions.”

“I thought that because of your terrible relationship with Sophia, you’d agree quickly.” Leah looked at him straight and said profoundly, “It seems like it’s different from what I thought.”

Charles drove quietly without denying it.

Frustration flashed across Leah’s eyes before she returned to normal a moment later. The car drove straight ahead, and only after a while did she continue to speak, “I’m curious about something, so I’ll take the liberty to ask you. I hope that you won’t be surprised, Charles.”

“Since you’ve put it that way, I’ll probably be offended anyway. It’ll be better if you do not ask,” Charles replied.

Leah ignored his retort and asked, “The fact that we haven’t been dating nor have you asked for my hand in marriage, is it because of Sophia?”

“So what if it is, and so what if it isn’t?” Charles replied lightly.

Upon hearing this, Leah’s heart sank utterly. She closed her lips and smiled. Then, she said softly, “Although we’re merely bound for marriage by families, I really do like you, Charles. I want to spend a lifetime with you.”

She paused before continuing. “I hope that when we do get married, even if I’m not inside your heart, I hope no one else is in it as well.”

“If you can’t accept it, then you might as well marry another. The Harris family won’t say another word.” From the beginning until the end, Charles’

expression barely changed.

Leah’s pupils shrunk. She looked at him a little gaffe, eyes full of disbelief.

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

Chapter 63 How Only Would You Let Go of Him?

The Bentley stopped in front of Harris Corporation, and Charles seemed as if he had not noticed her expression. The look on his face was the same as before. “If you come up, you’ll have to go down once more, so I’m not going to take you up. Someone will come to send you back later.”

Once he finished, he got out of the car and entered the company.

It was not until his back figure had disappeared from her sight that Leah turned back around. There was a bitter taste in her mouth.

At this moment, she felt a sudden admiration toward Sophia about the fact that she was able to handle his attitude for more than ten years...