âWhatâs wrong with you? Donât you feel anything?â Richard asked him.
With a smirk, Arthur answered, âI think something is wrong with you, not me.â
âWhatâs wrong with me?â Richard asked him again.
âYouâre a busybody like someoneâs mother,â Arthur rebuked him.
Hearing that, Richard looked at him resignedly. âThatâs because you ditched us.â
âWhatever.â Arthur turned around and left after saying that.
Then, Elliot came over and patted Richard, who was feeling hurt. âThereâs really something wrong with Arthur. We should look into this.â
âI looked into his schedule and saw that heâd met a biology professor, Johnny, the day after coming back. However, I still havenât found a chance to meet him yet. Iâm sure something is wrong there.â
âOkay, we can start looking into it. We need to be extra careful in Weissâ territory, though. Itâs not our place, so donât let them have anything on us.â
âI know. Letâs look into it together.â Richard felt better after knowing that he had someone on his side.
On the other hand, Sophia promised Anastasia to not simply go anywhere at night. She didnât simply go anywhere either and merely strolled in the garden downstairs. If she didnât come out to give herself some air, she felt that she would go insane in no time.
As she was strolling, her gaze landed in her opposite direction. Lights were shining blindly, and the person she loved the most was standing there. Even though they were not separated by mountains or seas, but only by a garden, it was a gully that she found difficult to cross. He was right there, but she couldnât touch him.
Sophia was engulfed in sadness as she had her head down the entire time and was walking absent-
mindedly. After walking for quite some time, she raised her head and was immediately stunned. Where am I?
Since the gardens were interlinked, she was now standing deep inside an unfamiliar garden and had lost her way. What made it worse was that there was no one in the garden who could help her.
At this moment, she grew more upset, and tears were gushing out of her eyes. She hugged herself in her arms and chose a bench to sit, ultimately deciding to cry it out.
She could use this chance to release all her emotions since no one was around. All this while, the toughness and calmness that she tried so hard to put on were all fake. In fact, she was feeling heartbroken inside.
Under the night sky, Sophia started sobbing, ignoring everything around her.
However, she didnât know that her sobbing had attracted one personâa man who was heading to his study. Arthur had good hearing, so he could hear a woman crying from deep inside the garden.
It was the extremely sad sobbing kind. Yet, he didnât want to know why she was crying. He just hoped that she could cry in a lower voice so as not to disturb his work later.
Yet, even after a while, she was still crying so loudly. As such, he decided that he would go over and get her to move somewhere else to cry.
Meanwhile, Sophia thought that there was no one around, so she didnât suppress her emotions at all.
She was trying to convert all her sadness into tears and was crying whole-heartedly, not realizing there was a person approaching her.
Just then, she heard a cold voice of a man coming from the side. âWhy are you crying?â
Startled, she lifted her head sharply and saw a man standing in front of her under the moonlight.
Although the moonlight was behind him, she could still recognize this figure that she was extremely familiar with. Regardless of his cold tone just now, he was still the person whom she loved the most.
âArthurâ¦â Sophia said happily and dashed toward him desperately. After running into his arms, she hugged his waist tightly.
Arthur didnât have the chance to reject her, and the woman had wrapped her arms around his waist tightly. In fact, she was wiping her tears on his shirt.
âLet go.â He reached out his hand to pull her tightened fingers on him.
Instead of letting go, she hugged him even tighter until a cold voice came from above her head, asking her, âWho are you? Why are you hugging me?â
At this moment, she lifted her head from his chest. Her big, teary-eyed eyes looked at him pitifully under the moonlight.
âYou donât recognize me? You donât remember who I am?â Sophia asked him.
Arthur lowered his head and gazed at the girl in his arms. Suddenly, he felt his heart aching as he sensed a sense of familiarity with that face. Adding on to that, her pair of eyes, which had tears welling up, were tugging on his nerves, and he felt his heart pounding for her as though he was under a spell.
âDo I know you?â he asked with a frown.
Sophia let go of his hands and looked at him in agony before asking, âDonât think that you can act dumb, Arthur. Just tell me if you donât love me anymore. We can break up.â
Startled, Arthur looked at this enraged girl and didnât know what to do.
âMy name is Sophia Goodwin, and I used to be your girlfriend. I came here to see you and hear what you said. Once youâre done talking, Iâll leave and never get in your way again.â
Surprised, he asked her, âWhat do you want me to say?â
âSay you donât love me any more or that you fell in love with someone else. Just say it. I want to hear what you have to say.â She lifted her head, and while tears were streaming down her face, she made herself look at him.
Arthur looked at the girl whose tears kept coming. His chest tightened as if something were pressing on his heart, and he found breathing impossible.
Why did I feel compelled to comfort her by wiping her tears? Even though he realized she was the girl on his phone, it was clear he had never met her.
âSay it! Why didnât you tell me you donât love me anymore?â Sophia was enraged and shouted at him.
He did not respond or move away; he just gazed at her calmly.
âYou donât dare to say it, do you! Okay, then, Iâll say it: letâs break up! I donât want to talk to you or think about you ever again; Iâm getting rid of anything you left behind at my place and any promises you made to me are now null and invalid,â Sophia exclaimed loudly to him as if she was cool about it, but tears could not fool people.
At this moment, a large dog rushed out from the side and barked madly at Sophia. Her face turned pale with fear, and even as she panicked, she picked the safest spot for protectionâArthurâs arms.
She gripped him like an octopus by wrapping her arms around his neck and bending down on her legs.
âGritt, get out of here.â Arthur was holding a panicked girl as his dog continued to bark anxiously.
âArthur, Iâm scared. Ask your dog to go away.â Sophia clutched his neck hard, almost suffocating him.
âIt will not bite you. Come on down!â Unexpectedly, he didnât try to push her away.
âNo way, itâll bite me.â She was sure that the big dog considered her an enemy.
He inhaled deeply and said, âI canât breathe!â
âThen, tell your dog to leave!â Sophia was annoyed.
âGritt, go away.â The most Arthur could do was shout at his pet, and when Gritt caught on to the fact that its master was becoming irate, it moaned pitifully, turned, and walked away.
As soon as Gritt left, Sophia refused to let go of Arthur until he finally pulled her hand away; she was thrown off balance and fell to the ground.
âOuch!â she shouted in pain.
Arthur gazed at her while extending his hand to help her up.
âI donât need your help! You can leave now!â She decided to ignore him.
âYouâre lost. Let me send you back.â Arthurâs surprising kindness sprang from his inability to bear the idea of leaving her alone.
Sophia stared at the man in front of her and had the impression that he didnât recognize her. He looked at her as if she were a total stranger; the affection he had felt for her had faded away. This feeling was far more excruciating than really putting an end to her.
âAre you sure you donât remember me?â she stood up and asked him.
Arthur looked over Sophiaâs face, which was covered with tear stains. Under the moonlight, she resembled a weeping lily, charming and heartbreaking.
Arthurâs breathing was somewhat irregular as he struggled to recollect the past. Where else have I seen this face except in the photos on my phone? Is there something I canât recall?
âNever mind. Suppose this is how you break up, fine. Iâll accept it. But I still want to hear from you.
Have you never loved me before? Just answer yes or no.â Sophia gave up, for there wouldnât be anything that would make her more hopeless than she was when he announced his marriage.
In preparing to confront Arthur, she had come to terms with the fact that this truth, however painful it might be, is sole of concern to her; she intended to let time heal the wound. She had no regrets about loving or devoting herself to him, even if it meant living the rest of her life for him.
âSay it! Yes or no?â She abruptly extended her hand and pushed him, asking, âArthur Weiss, are you a man?â
His tall, slender frame retreated as if he were being rocked by her force.
âI donât feel like answering that question.â Arthur shook his head and then turned around and wanted to leave.
âDonât go.â Suddenly, Sophia ran over to him and, seemingly out of her mind, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and pleaded with him, âDonât go, okay?â
Stunned, Arthur looked at the delicate arms around his waist and felt strange. Why am I not against her intimacy?
These days, Emily often found opportunities to make out with him, but whenever she touched him, he would have a sensation of reluctance. But at that moment, he realized that he did not reject this girl physically or mentally; the realization that his body created a favorable impression on her confused him.
Who is she? Why is she on my phone, and why did she say sheâs my girlfriend? But when did I date her?
âI can answer your previous question,â Arthur said suddenly, as though he was annoyed by her pestering.
When Sophia heard that, she felt a shudder run through her entire body. She let go of her hand and took a step back before turning her head to look at him and waiting for his answer.
Arthur then straightened his shirt as though he detested her for wrinkling it.
âWhat is the answer?â She fought the impulse to cry and instead asked him.
âYes.â
âYes, what?â she asked, upset.
âI thought you wanted me to say yes or no.â Arthur found her incredibly annoying.
âSo, you never loved me, did you?â As soon as Sophia had finished her sentence, she reached inside her pocket and handed him the paper. âThis is what you wrote to me, and Iâll give it back to you.â
Arthur frowned as he looked at the letter that had been folded; then, he reached for it and held it in his hand.
âI promised not to bother you further; after all, our relationship began when you said it did and ended when you said it did. Itâs all over now.â Sophia stepped back as she finished talking but didnât notice the flower bed behind her.
âAhâ¦â She exclaimed a loud yell, staggered backward, and looked like she was about to fall on the flowerbed.
Instantly, a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. As a result of being subjected to this force, the impact sent her into the manâs warm embraces. Despite the iciness of his voice, his demeanor was as comforting as ever.
Arthur frowned when he looked down at the girl that was being held in her arms, thinking how careless she was. âPay attention to where youâre going,â he reminded her.
âI donât need you to save me. I did not ask you to save me.â Sophia shoved him away.
He had never felt his mind this messy before. This girl seemed to be able to mess up my emotions.
Helplessly, Arthur watched as Sophia turned around and picked a path to head off in. He then had to correct her, saying, âThatâs not the direction to go back to the guest room as you took the wrong way.â
When she returned, she headed in a different way, and he watched her vanish into the bush. Arthur was on the verge of leaving, but an unexplainable feeling flooded his heart, which caused him to become a bit concerned about her. He feared that she would continue to walk aimlessly or come into contact with some kind of danger.
After walking a few meters, Sophia was engulfed in sadness all of a sudden, making her unable to walk. While covering her face, she squatted down on the pathway beside the bushes and started sobbing while suppressing her voice.
However, she didnât realize that a few meters behind her, there was a person watching her. Arthur looked at the girl whose shoulders were trembling from her cries. He knew he was the reason she was in misery.
Why is she crying like this? Why does she think that I abandoned her?
He just stood there for as long as she was crying until his phone started ringing and frightened the crying Sophia. She quickly stood up and turned around, only to see that the man was still there. Seeing him there stunned her for a few seconds.
I thought he didnât care about me anymore. Why is he still following me?
Arthur looked at his phone, but he didnât pick it up. In fact, he hung up the phone and told her, âStop crying and go back to your room!â
âEven if I cry, itâs none of your business!â Sophia quipped out of annoyance.
âYour crying disturbed me,â he said ruthlessly.
Hearing that, she felt her body sway a little and nearly passed out from anger. Is this man really the Arthur that I know? Heâs even colder than strangers.
âFine! I just need to cry further away, right?â As soon as she said that, she turned around and saw an exit, so she ran in that direction right away.
At this moment, Arthur remembered that that was the way to the pond, and there was no path there.
Just as he wanted to stop her, she had already run away.
âSoâ¦â He suddenly realized that he had forgotten her name, so he could only run in the same direction as her.
Yet, before he could stop her, she jumped into the pond as expected, since she didnât know there was a pond behind the bushes.
âAh!â she shouted fearfully as her body sank into the pond. The coldness of the water at night made her extremely frightened.
Just then, Arthur rushed over and took a deep breath. He looked at the girl, who had brought him so much trouble tonight, and felt speechless.
âGive me your hand.â He reached out his hand, wanting to pull her up.
However, Sophia took a step backward. âI donât need you to care about me. I can save myself.â
As she said that, she tried hard to walk to the side and grab the stone steps beside it, trying to get herself out of the pond. Luckily, the pond was stone-paved, and there were only a few fancy fish, so it was really clean without any dirt.
When her foot stepped on the stone steps, she slipped and fell back into the pond since she didnât know that the stone steps were filled with moss. Now, her whole body sank into the pond.
The next second, Arthur jumped into the pond as well. He reached out his long arm and pulled the drowning girl up. Sophia was so terrified that she hugged him at his waist as if he was her savior.
âWhy are you doing this to yourself?â he bellowed. After that, he carried her in his arms and walked in the opposite direction to the stairs.
At this moment, Sophia was stunned as she felt like the Arthur that she knew was back. She was happy even when he scolded her, for it was much better than the cold words he said to her.
She looked like a mess when he put her down. Then, he pointed in a direction. âThis is the way to the guest room. Donât use the wrong way again.â
âCan you send me back?â she asked.
âIâm busy.â He needed to go back and take a shower as he was soaking wet too.
âWhat if I get lost again?â she pleaded.
âAre you a three-year-old kid?â Youâre a grown woman. Figure it out by yourself!
âYouâre not wrong. My mind is like a three-year-old. Are you sending me back or not?â she asked with her brows raised.
All of a sudden, a smile tugged on his lips as though Sophia had made him laugh. This was the only time someone made him laugh during this period of time. âLetâs go.â He decided to send her back.
Sophia followed him and walked forward. But not long later, he pointed in a direction and told her, âGo there. Thereâll be a maid there to help you.â
âAre you not sending me back to my room?â
Arthur felt that Sophia was asking for too much, so he didnât comply. âIf youâre lost again, just simply find someone to bring you back to your room.â
âItâs okay even if you donât remember me, Arthur. Iâll always remember you. Even when youâre married, youâre still the man whom I love the most,â Sophia said seriously before turning around and leaving quickly.
At this moment, the man froze for a few seconds. He looked in her direction with his deep eyes and suddenly remembered something. Following that, he reached his hand into his shirt pocket, took out the paper that she gave him, and opened it.
It was his handwriting on it.
When he read the words on the paper, his brows knitted together. When did I write such loving words to a woman? But this is really my handwriting. When did I lose my memories of this girl?
With a frown, he thought that he didnât want to create any problems since his wedding was in three days. It didnât matter whether he had anything to do with this girl.
The past has nothing to do with the future.
In the Jennings Residence, Emily had just received a message from the human relations department that someone with the name âSophia Goodwinâ was on the guest list, indirectly causing her insomnia.
I canât believe Sophiaâs here. What does she want? Does she want to restore her relationship with Arthur? At the thought of all the anger that she felt from Sophia, she thought that she could use this chance to return all that to her since this was her territory, âItâs good that youâre here. You asked for it yourself, so donât blame me,â Emily scoffed. She was already Arthurâs fiancée anyway, and it would be her big day three days later, so she could torture Sophia within these three days.
That night, Sophia tossed and turned in bed until the next morning. Her eyes were all red from crying after feeling that the Arthur that she met today was familiar yet strange.
What had he been through when he returned to his family? Why canât he remember me? Did he lose his memory?
Meanwhile, that same night, Anastasia was asleep till midnight when she felt the man beside her come back. She suppressed her drowsiness and asked, âDid you find out anything?â
âYa. Letâs talk about it tomorrow. You should sleep.â He kissed her on her head and put her to sleep.
He had looked into Arthurâs schedule and his test report with Richard tonight. There wasnât anything wrong other than Arthur had gone to Johnnyâs laboratory. This was the part that they hadnât gotten into.
The next day, there were many guests at the manor, making it busy and lively. Just as Sophia finished her breakfast, a maid came to her. âMiss Goodwin, someone is looking for you.â
âWho is it?â
âPlease follow me.â
Sophia didnât feel suspicious as she thought that it was Arthur looking for her, so she followed the maid and entered a car. After five minutes of driving, they reached a racecourse, and she finally saw the person who was looking for her.
Shocked, she looked at the person. Emily?
âLong time no see! I heard youâre coming to our wedding, so I thought that I should meet you personally.â Emily smirked.
Hearing that, Sophia took a deep breath and said, âCongratulations to you both.â
âIf youâre trying to stir up my wedding, Iâll let you pay for it, Sophia. Iâm warning you. Leave my man alone. If you think that he still loves you, I advise you to give up on that thought. He only loves me now!â Emily said confidently.
Sophia spent the entire night thinking things through, coming to the conclusion that it was what it was.
She didnât intend to mess anything up, so she gave the lady her promise, explaining, âIâm here for the wedding. I promise you I wonât go near him.â
Needless to say, Emily didnât believe her, but it didnât matter anymore since Arthur had already forgotten about her. She had purposely talked about Sophia in front of Arthur previously, but he didnât have any reaction. With that, she vaguely knew what her father had done, but she definitely wouldnât tell others about it.
âIf you want me to believe you, ride a horse with me then.â
âI donât know how to ride a horse.â
âDonât worry! All the horses here are very gentle and well-trained,â said Emily, with a devilish look flashing on her face.
âIâm not riding.â
âWhat if I let you ride Artieâs horse?â
Hearing that, Sophia was startled for a moment, but she shook her head in the end. âI really donât know how to ride a horse.â
All of a sudden, Emily clapped her hands, and her bodyguard appeared out of nowhere. Then, he carried Sophia up. âGet her up on that horse.â Emily pointed at a big horse.
Shocked, Sophia shouted, âLet me go! Let me go!â
However, no one could save her here since the racecourse was closed today, as though someone had purposely gotten rid of everyone here. This gave Emily the chance to mess with Sophia.
Sophia sat on the horse in fear, and she grabbed onto the bridle on the side instinctively. The next second, someone slapped the back of the horse, and it dashed forward at full speed. She was scared to death; she could only lie on the horseâs back and hug its neck tightly.
While the horse was galloping, Sophia was screaming all the way. However, no oneâincluding Arthur âknew that someone had been riding a horse on the racecourse since early in the morning. He didnât sleep well last night either, since his head was full of the girl she met in the garden and that letter that she had handed him. He looked at it for the whole night but still had no idea when he wrote that to her.
At this moment, Arthur had ridden the horse to a field two miles away. This area was under his familyâs business and was also a good place for horse riding and relaxing. He wasnât the the-more-the-merrier kind, so he preferred to stay away from crowds.
However, after around 10 minutes, he heard a girlâs scream from the woods. He was stunned for a few seconds because he had closed the racecourse today and prohibited anyone from riding horses. So, why are there people here?
The womanâs scream was getting closer and closer to him, and he could hear her weeping helplessly.
Just then, he saw a horse galloping out of the woods, and a girl was lying on the horseâs back and hugging tightly on its neck, frightening it and galloping away as though it was trying to fling the girl down from its back.
With his excellent eyesight, he saw that it was the girl he had met last night.
He was familiar with all the horses here, so he blew a whistle, and that frightened horse stopped instantly. It then neighed before turning around and galloping in his direction.
When it reached a few feet away from him, it raised its front legs and finally threw the girl down on its back.
âOuchâ¦â Sophia felt as though all the bones in her body were broken. Luckily, she fell onto a soft field, but it was still painful.
After the horse galloped away, a manâs voice came to her ears. âItâs you again?â
Instantly, she lifted her pale face and looked at the man in front of her following his long legs. Although she was in pain, she still couldnât hide her happiness. âArthur!â she called his name in surprise.
Arthur squatted down and realized she wasnât standing up. âAre you hurt?â
Sophiaâs leg was injured, and it was so painful that she couldnât get herself up. So, she lay down on the field and decided to rest. âYa. My whole body is in pain.â
âWho brought you here for horse riding?â he asked with a frown.
Hearing that, she felt bitter. Who else could it be? Itâs the woman whom youâre marrying soon! Your wife in three days!
âI came here myself,â she simply said.
Arthur reached out his hands to her. âHere, take my hand.â
âMy whole body aches. I donât want to get up.â She continued to lie down and turned around, looking at the sky. At this moment, she felt good all of a sudden.
The sky was clear, and she could see the manâs face upside down. She took a deep breath, breathing in all the scents of the grass and flowers around her. She could even vaguely smell the unique cedar aroma on his body.
âArthur, do you really love Miss Jennings?â Sophia asked her while blinking.
In Arthurâs eyes, it didnât matter whether he loved her or not. Her father could bring him the research results that he wanted, and she was fit to be his wife. âI donât want to answer that.â
âYou must love her then. Sheâs actually quite pretty. You two are a match,â she muttered.
âI guess thatâs not a bad thing either because you both belong in the same world while Iâm from another world. I hope I can find my true love when I return and get married, like what my parents want me to do.
By then, both of us will carry on with our own lives.â Sophia bitterly smiled, her tears welling up in her eyes as she tried to comfort herself. âIt seems that you have forgotten me, but thatâs okay. Iâll endure all the pain by myself,â Sophia added.
âWhat do you think we are to each other, Sophia?â Arthur suddenly asked.
âIt doesnât matter anymore. Congratulations on your wedding. I look forward to hearing good news about your firstborn.â Sophia looked at the man sincerely, finally realizing that Emily wasnât lying to her.
I guess I was indeed in over my head for wanting to marry into the Weiss Family.
She then recalled Marthaâs words about the Weiss Familyâs wealth that far exceeded the level she could ever imagine. For that, she was told that the man was out of her league, which was something she finally understood at that moment. After all, Arthur was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but Sophia was just an ordinary lady from a modest family. I probably used up all my luck when I had the chance to date him for a while. At the thought of that, she considered herself lucky to have ever been in a relationship with Arthur.
âLetâs go home.â Arthur took a look at the time and decided that they should make a move.
âYou could go first. I want to lie down here for a little while more,â Sophia responded stubbornly. Deep down, she fell in love with the beautiful scenery around her and was so enchanted that she was reluctant to leave.
âThis place is about 2 miles away from the manor, plus the fact that your leg is injured is only going to make it even harder for you to walk back.â Arthur was actually thinking of giving her a ride back with his horse.
Nevertheless, Sophia shook her head and replied, âItâs okay. I donât have anything else better to do, anyway. So, now is the perfect time for me to admire the beautiful view around your residence.â
After hearing the ladyâs words, he was tempted to save his breath on changing her mind but couldnât bring himself to leave her there out of chivalry. âHow much longer do you want to stay here?â Arthur asked.
âAnother half an hour more, I guess,â she said, fiddling with the flower in her hand.
Soon, Arthur returned to his horse and grabbed his water bottle to take a sip before passing it to her.
âWould you like to have some?â
After all the shouting and screaming, Sophia couldnât help but feel thirsty, so she stood up and began to guzzle the water down her throat. Then, she returned the water bottle to Arthur, who said, âAlright, itâs time to make a move. Letâs go.â
Meanwhile, Sophia realized her ankle was sprained only when she stood up, struggling to walk as she limped. âHow are we going to go back?â
âMy horse is our only transport back, so of course, weâre going to ride it back to where we came.â
Arthur approached the lady on his horse, asking, âWould you like to sit behind or in front of me?â
âIâm going to sit behind you.â Sophia was traumatized to sit in the front.
Arthur then got onto his horse in a charming manner, whereupon he extended his hand to grab Sophiaâs. Upon grabbing her palm, he pulled her up as she put her foot on the saddleâs footrest and sat on the horseback. As soon as the horse started moving, she immediately wrapped her arms around the manâs waist due to the sudden jerk from the burst of acceleration, her chest completely leaning on his back. At the same time, Arthur didnât spur his horse but instead rode it back slowly with Sophia, who was seen with a blushed face behind him. Although the scent wafting from the man was no stranger to her, she could still feel the thrill the first time she caught his scent.
Sitting behind the man, Sophia didnât hide the admiration in her eyes as she stared at the back of his head. At the same time, she somehow felt safe and secure when she caught the familiar scent of the man with her eyes fixed upon his firm back. Nevertheless, Arthur knitted his eyebrows just when she tightened her arms around his waist. At the same time, he squinted, feeling the ladyâs soft skin rubbing against his back as he somehow seemed to feel turned on. In fact, Arthur had been abstaining from all pleasures of the flesh recently, as he only cared about handling his work and marrying a wife. However, as he spent more time keeping to himself in solitude without socializing with anyone else, he became temperamental and was easily provoked by small mistakes his maids made.
Despite his respect for the elderly, Arthur kept his distance from them, including his grandmother.
Although he wanted to get closer to them, he simply couldnât bring himself to do that, as if something was holding him back.
Nonetheless, Arthur felt somewhat insecure with the ladyâs wiggling body right behind him, wondering what magic she had that made him feel aroused. Is she purposely trying to turn me on? Sensing the feelings Sophia had for him, he couldnât help feeling annoyed, as he suspected she was doing that intentionally. âSit still and quit moving.â He gave an order in a cold manner.
However, Sophia reckoned she could barely control herself because her legs were hanging freely in the air. If she didnât wrap her arms tightly around his waist, she could fall from the horseback anytime.
âThanks for having come to my rescue last night, Young Master Weiss.â Sophia tried to start a conversation with the man.
âI havenât seen anyone as dumb as you are.â Arthur grunted coldly.
Sophia then pursed her lips and smiled, feeling glad that the man was himself because he always called her dumb when they were together. However, instead of showing her disgust, he used that as a reason to love her and show her all the care she needed. Therefore, now that Arthur still called her dumb, she couldnât help but wonder whether she was really as dim-witted as the man thought. âI have to admit that Iâm dumb.â Sophia smiled in response.
âHow did it feel for people like you as you grew up?â Arthur curiously looked at her.
In that instant, Sophia found those words somewhat familiar, as if he had asked her the same question before. She then smiled helplessly and replied, âI guess I didnât have a choice. I wasnât dumb until I met you.â
With his eyes looking forward, a smile flashed across Arthurâs face as he wondered how she could shamelessly put the blame on him for being dumb.
In the meantime, Emily was sipping a cup of coffee in the cafeteria at the turf club when the person in charge suddenly approached her and said, âHere you are, Miss Jennings. Are you here for some horse riding today?â
âNope. Iâm only here to take a seat.â Emily went on to ask, âIs the turf club closed today?â
âOh. No, itâs not. Instead, it was Young Master Weiss who ordered us not to let anyone else in.â
âWhy?â Emily asked in surprise.
âBecause Young Master Weiss wants to have some solitude. He is actually on the turf.â
When Emily heard that, she nearly spilled the coffee in her hand, appearing surprised. âWhat did you say?! Young Master Weiss is on the turf?!â
âYes, he is. In fact, heâs been there since this morning until now, and itâs been almost 2 hours.â
Upon hearing that answer, Emily bit her lip in a panicky manner and said, âI have a friend who just went for a horse ride. Hurry up and send someone to fetch her back. She is not too good with horse riding.â
Deep down, she was praying hard for Sophia not to run into Arthur, knowing she would be blamed if anything happened to Sophia.
âAlright, Iâll send someone to get your friend right now.â The person in charge replied, shifting his eyes to the window before he noticed a familiar figure. âWait a minute. Itâs Young Master Weiss. He is back, and there is a lady sitting behind him. Is that your friend?â
On the other hand, Emily was glaring at the lady right behind Arthur intimidatingly, realizing it was none other than Sophia. Damn it! I canât believe I just created an opportunity for Sophia and Arthur! She angrily stomped off and exited the cafeteria, making her way toward Arthur. âYouâre back, Artie.â Emily greeted Arthur, as if nothing had ever happened.
As soon as Arthur got off the horse, the groom came closer and held the lead line around the horseâs head to keep it still, whereupon he reached out his arms to carry Sophia off the horseback. When her feet touched the ground, she hissed in pain, stunning Arthur, who quickly carried her in his arms again.
At the same time, he looked at the person in charge and said, âGet the driver ready. Her leg is injured.â
âYou said you wanted to try some horse riding, Miss Goodwin. So, how was it?â Emily gave Sophia an evil eye in a hostile manner, wanting to make the latter admit that it was her own mistake to ride the horse unsupervised, which had nothing to do with her.
In the meantime, Sophia knew what Emily was implying, but despite her rage, she couldnât dispute the fact that Emily was the one who was about to become Arthurâs wife. In order to protect Arthurâs reputation, she answered, âI fell down from the horse myself and got hurt, but donât worry about me, Miss Jennings. Iâll live.â
âArtie, I could tell Henry to take Miss Goodwin home while I go on a horse ride with you,â Emily said, feeling jealous at the sight of their arms around each otherâs waist and neck.
âNo need for that. Iâll take her back home myself.â For some reason, Arthur felt an urge to take Sophia back home by himself. At the same time, Sophia only looked at him in a stunned manner as she was reminded of the moment he once treated her this well.
While Arthur carried Sophia in his arms and walked toward the car that the person in charge had prepped for him, Emily was left stomping the ground behind her with regret and anger. Why on earth did I bring Sophia here and even end up creating the perfect opportunity for her to run into Arthur?!
Besides the thought of that, she also noticed Arthurâs sudden change in attitude as he was usually indifferent toward Sophia. Why does he still treat Sophia so well? I thought heâd already forgotten about her. Didnât my father make sure of that? Emily was left behind as she helplessly watched the car he was in left.
Meanwhile, Sophia was stunned as she looked at the man sitting beside her. After all, he just took her away from the turf club and left his fiancée behind. Thus, she was worried that it would undermine the manâs reputation if anyone knew what he did. Unwilling to tarnish his image, Sophia decided to force herself to walk without letting Arthur carry her as soon as they arrived at a hospital not far away from the manor. At the same time, Arthur got out of the car from the other side and circled around the vehicle to her. When he saw her holding onto the car door and limping, he frowned and asked, âAre you sure you can walk?â
âY-Yes, I am.â Sophia nodded, refusing to let Arthur carry her because she didnât want to draw attention from the people around her in the hospital. However, as soon as she took two steps forward, she was overwhelmed by the pain in her ankle.
âSay it if you need me to carry you,â Arthur smiled and said.
âNo.â Sophia confidently rejected the man. Nevertheless, as she continued to take extra steps further, she suddenly crouched down because she could no longer make herself walk. At that moment, she looked up and asked, âCan you get someone to fetch me a stretcher to carry me? Itâs too painful, and I canât walk.â
In response, Arthur grunted and replied, âYouâre asking for it.â He then bent over and carried her to the hospitalâs lobby not long before he took her to the orthopedics department. After some diagnosis and examination, the doctor confirmed that she suffered from a ligament injury, which would heal in a matter of days with enough rest.
After that, Sophia returned to the manor with Arthur, who later carried her all the way to her bedroom.
When Sophia finally settled down on the couch, she gazed at the sweat that was covering the manâs forehead and said in a sympathetic manner, âIâm sorry for all the trouble that you had to go through.â
Arthur suddenly crouched down and looked at her in a serious manner. âDo we know each other? Who am I to you?â
In the face of the manâs intimidating gaze, Sophia didnât flinch but instead gazed at him gently as she lied. âY-Yeah, we do know each other. Youâre⦠my friend.â Knowing Arthur was about to get married, she decided she shouldnât create any more unnecessary trouble that could keep him preoccupied and disturbed. For that, she believed it was her destiny to be forgotten by Arthur, although she used to blame him for his heartlessness in abandoning her for another woman. While she realized there was no meaning in discussing the past since his wedding was in three days, Marthaâs words still reverberated in her ears. Therefore, she knew she must suppress her love for him in order not to ruin the marriage that Martha had arranged for her grandson.
âA friend? How did I end up having such a dumb friend like you?â Arthur grunted in an annoyed manner.
Nevertheless, Sophia wasnât angry at the manâs sarcastic reply at all but instead kept her head down with a smile. âYouâre right. It is true that youâre friends with a dumb lady like me. But, if you donât believe in me, you could check your phone and see if there are pictures of me in there.â
âDo you have pictures of me on your phone too?â Arthur asked.
âYeah.â Sophia had a lot of pictures of them on her phone. In fact, she even had videos of them, as well as their flirtatious chat history, that could indicate that they used to be lovers.
âShow them to me.â Arthur extended his arm and asked Sophia for the pictures.
Panicky, Sophia hid her phone behind her back. âNo can do. There are too many secrets in my phone that I canât show to you.â
Arthur curled his lips upward and asked, âWhat secrets? Why canât I see them?â
âThere are⦠many pictures of me and my boyfriend, and I donât want to show them.â Sophia kept her head down, tears welling up in her eyes.
At the same time, Arthur felt a stab of pain in his chest that overwhelmed him all of a sudden as he asked with a deep voice, âDid you have a boyfriend?â
Sophiaâs eyes were filled with tears as she kept her head low. âYes, I did, and he loved me very much.â
Arthur stood up with a glacial look. âI guess I shall make a move now. Just call the maid if you need anything.â
Sophia looked up and saw the door shut in dismay. He is gone. I canât believe he is gone. At the thought of that, she felt suffocated, wondering why he would forget about her. What happened to him after he returned to his family? What has he been through that traumatized him so much that he would forget a memory? What kind of suffering did he go through? The thought of that left Sophia with a sharp sting in her heart.
Meanwhile, there were two more men who wanted to know about Sophiaâs confusion more than anybody elseâElliot and Richardâas they had started to make their move. In the meantime, Richard had brought along a lot of military gear, including eavesdropping devices that he could use wherever he went. After all, he had a set of extraordinary skills that allowed him to sneak into any place without being noticed. In fact, even Johnnyâs lab, which was heavily guarded, didnât prove to be enough to stop Richard, who was able to infiltrate the place stealthily. At that moment, Richard was in the room with Elliot as they appeared to be standing in front of the computer.
With a pair of firm eyes that appeared on his face, Richard had been sitting there the whole day because he didnât want to miss any single piece of information that could prove useful. Having planted his eavesdropping devices all over the place, he reckoned nothing should escape his ear, including the maidsâ murmurs. Soon, he squinted the moment he heard a ladyâs voice in his earpiece.
âMom, is Dad back? I have something important to ask him.â
Richard immediately tuned into the source of the voice, realizing it was coming from Johnnyâs house.
Therefore, he squinted and carefully listened in on their conversation.
âWhy are you looking for Dad, Emily? You shouldnât be running here and there because there is still a lot that you have to do for your wedding. Donât forget. Youâre going to become the prettiest bride ever.â
âMom, do you know why Artie is treating everyone else so coldly? Iâm about to be his wife, but he treats me so indifferently. He wonât even hold my hand. Whatâs wrong with him?â
âCome on, silly girl. As soon as he marries you, Iâm sure he will be much closer to you than he is now.
Thus, all we have to do now is make sure the wedding goes on successfully.â
âB-But⦠Sophia is here. She got injured at the turf club today, but Artie carried her in his arms right in front of me like I didnât exist. Do you know how mad I was to see that? I thought he would treat everybody coldly, but it looked like that was not the case with Sophia. Mom, it seems that he hasnât completely forgotten about her. He still loves Sophia.â
âWhat? No way. I thought he forgot about that lady a long time ago?â Vera responded in a surprised manner.
âExactly. Thatâs why I wanted to ask Dad how I could make Artie forget about Sophia. I donât want him to be thinking about Sophia after we get married.â
On the other hand, Richard knitted his eyebrows when he heard that through his eavesdropping device. Well, it appears that I just found something useful. So, it was Johnny who did something to Arthurâs memory, which he erased with some sort of biotechnology. The drugâs side effect is exactly the reason that explains why Arthur treats everybody so coldly.
âElliot, Johnny did something to Artieâs memory. He erased his memory about a girl for the sake of his daughterâs happiness. Now, Artie is suffering from neurological damage, which explains his indifferent and temperamental attitude.â
âJohnny is controlling Artie to make him marry his daughter against his will. If this goes on, Artie will end up as one of his guinea pigs and pawns. This man must not be allowed to do any more harm to the Weiss Family. We must expose him!â Elliot could no longer hide his agitated emotions.
âWhen Artie lost his mother, he was so hurt and devastated that he decided to dedicate his life to biological studies so that his people wouldnât have to suffer from the same disease any longer.
However, he didnât know that Johnny would use his lifeâs work against him and make him a part of his experiment. I wish heâd seen that coming.â Richard finished his words and looked at Elliot. âWhat do we do now? Should we tell Artie about it?â