Too Late She Already Married Mr. Right (Sophia) novel Chapter 247

Jason hurriedly took out his phone to make the call, while Sophia gently supported Richard as they headed upstairs.

Once they reached his room, Sophia glanced at the frosted glass door of the bathroom. "Mr. Sterling, I'll go get you some clothes,” she said.

With that, she turned and headed straight for the walk-in closet.

She'd crashed here in Richard's room before, so she was already familiar with the place.

Richard's eyes lingered on her back, dark with something he couldn't name.

He didn't tear his gaze away until she disappeared through the closet door—like a lovesick shadow clinging to the last glimpse—then finally turned and headed into the bathroom for a shower.

Sophia quickly grabbed a loose set of pajamas.

As the shower ran in the bathroom, she suddenly found her throat dry for no reason.

She couldn't stop picturing how, back in the car, her lips had landed right on his Adam's apple.

The heat of his skin still seemed to linger against her lips.

Feeling her cheeks go hot, Sophia gave herself a quick slap, firmly telling herself to stop daydreaming.

She set the pajamas on the cabinet right by the bathroom door, then gave it a quick knock.

"Mr. Sterling, your clothes are ready. They're right by the door—just open it and grab them," she called out.

With that, she turned and walked away.

Inside the bathroom, Richard slumped against the icy tiles, steam wrapping him up until he felt trapped between heat and cold, his nerves strung tight.

He tipped his head back, eyes clamped shut, his expression tense like he was fighting something deep inside.

But the second Sophia's voice floated through, his body jolted, going stiff in place, and he couldn't help but let out a low, lingering groan, all tangled up in want and frustration.

Sophia waited downstairs for the family doctor.

Jason walked over and asked, "Ms. Evans, how did Mr. Sterling get hurt?"

Sophia bit her lip, regret swirling in her chest. She explained, "We were at the party tonight, and he took the hit for me—a whole champagne tower toppled right onto him because he was trying to shield me."

Jason noticed that Sophia was still wearing her evening gown, and her skirt was splashed with champagne everywhere.

“Are you alright?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

“I'm okay. But I'm not sure how badly Mr. Sterling got hit," Sophia replied.

"If he's able to shower, it's probably not too serious. Ms. Evans, you've got clothes in the guest room from last time—why don't you go change?" Jason suggested.

Sophia glanced down at her champagne-soaked dress and nodded softly. She said, "Okay."

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