Too Late She Already Married Mr. Right (Sophia) novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Sophia leaned back against the battered wall, her lips curling into a cold, mocking smirk.

She said, “What are you, some relic from feudal times? Still preaching that ‘a woman has to do as her husband says after marriage?”

Charles’s face clouded with anger. “Ungrateful brat. You’ve stirred up such a mess, and your brother’s stuck in the detention center. If we’d known you came back just for payback, we never should’ve let you return.”

“Isn’t he in the detention center because he beat someone up?” Sophia asked, blinking in genuine confusion.

She thought, ‘Who do they think they are, above the law? Do they really believe they can beat someone up and get away with

it?‘

Charles’s fists clenched so tightly they creaked, and Helen’s brow furrowed deeply.

Helen said, “Sophie, no matter what, he’s still your brother. Are you really going to just watch your own brother suffer behind bars?”

Margaret, fighting to keep her anger in check, sat down beside Sophia, gently took her hand and coaxed, “Your brother already knows he was wrong, Sophie. Just write a forgiveness letter and let the lawyer bail him out first, okay?”

Sophia looked at Margaret with a cool indifference. Since she came back to the Evans family, this was the first time Margaret had ever shown her any warmth.

There was a time when Sophia longed for Margaret’s attention and closeness, but now, it didn’t matter to her anymore.

She calmly pulled her hand away and said, “Mrs. Evans, before you ask me to write a letter of forgiveness, shouldn’t your son write me an apology first?”

Margaret’s expression froze for a moment. She knew her son so well. There was no way David would write that.

“You’re siblings. Why do you have to make it such a big deal?” Margaret pleaded, struggling to keep her cool.

Sophia shot back, “Easy for you to say. You’re not the one who got hurt.”

Charles exploded. “Sophia, when did you get so selfish? Are you seriously trying to tear our family apart?”

Back then, she was the picture of obedience. She’d do exactly what they told her. Never once did she go against them.

Sophia stared at all their fake, pretentious faces, her rage crashing through her like a tidal wave.

She stared at Emily and said, “You sure know how to play innocent and twist facts, huh? Fine, if you want me to take out my anger on you, then bring your face over. Don’t doubt me, I won’t go easy!”

Back at that party, with one little jab from Emily, David went off on her like a mad dog.

Sophia thought, ‘She always pretends to be a kind person. It’s time I teach her what being real actually means!”

Emily shrank back, practically hiding behind Margaret, her eyes glimmering with fake bravery as she stared at Sophia. “If bringing David home safe means letting you take it out on me, I’ll do whatever it takes.”

Charles caught the scene–Sophia rolling up her sleeves, ready for action, while Emily squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself as if she was the victim about to be humiliated.

“That’s enough!” Charles shouted, his whole body shaking with rage. His face was twisted with anger as he shoved Sophia out of the way, throwing himself in front of Emily to shield her.

“You rebellious brat, how dare you!” he snapped, glaring at Sophia. “You’d slap Emily right here in front of your mother and me? Do you even take us seriously at all?”