Chapter 72
Chapter 72
Ethan couldn’t light the cigarette.
He felt even more irritated.
Finally, he angrily stuffed the cigarette and lighter back into the drawer.
I must be crazy.
Or why would I keep thinking of Sophia for no reason?
What is she to me?
Nothing but a crazy admirer.
How could she possibly affect my mood? Ethan wondered.
Suddenly, the phone placed face down on the white blanket beeped with the sound of a WhatsApp message.
The screen lit up for a moment.
Ethan frowned but just ignored it.
But soon after, the notification sound rang out repeatedly.
Ethan’s initial irritation suddenly faded at that moment as he sharply stared at the phone that wouldn’t stop beeping.
He was suddenly excited.
“Only Sophia… only she would send me so many messages.
It must be her!‘ he wondered.
Her
He quickly reached out to grab the phone.
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But when he found out that the 12 unread WhatsApp messages were from Henry, the light in his eyes instantly dimmed.
His heart sank heavily in that instant too,
It’s not her.
It’s Henry.
Why did he send me so many messages at this time, knowing I’m in the hospital?‘ Ethan wondered.
He frowned and clicked open the chat box.
Scrolling up quickly, he found two photos sent by Henry.
The unpreviewed thumbnails were quite blurry, but he recognized at a glance that the second photo vaguely showed Sophia’s silhouette.
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His fingers trembled as he quickly clicked open the second photo
Under the dazzling lights, Sophia dressed in a hoodie, with her hair in a high ponytail, her face delicate, was half–kneeling on the luxurious leather sofa.
Beneath her, Tristan in a white shirt and black trousers, tall and graceful, his face hot, leaned lazily against the sofa back, letting Sophia lean on him.
With a faint smile on his finely chiselled features, his hazel eyes were bright, and his fingers rested on Sophia’s slender waist.
They were so close, their eyes meeting, full of lingering tenderness
It seemed like they would kiss the next moment.
They looked so intimate in the photo.
Ethan suddenly tightened his grip on his phone, and his expression became tense and ashen in an instant, his eyes chilly.
‘Sophia and Tristan!
What are they doing?
Is she… is she really with him?‘ Ethan wondered.
His breathing became rapid.
In the background of the photo, there were evidently many similar booths, with figures moving around.
Yet, right under the eyes of everyone, Sophia leaned on Tristan.
Is she really so impatient?
Is she that eager to be with him?‘
Ethan was so angry that he almost crushed his phone, his eyes y
‘No wonder she suddenly had such a big change in her attitude towards me.
Turns out she has hooked up with Tristan!
Does she really think that by flirting with him, she can make me focus on her and jealous?
Ridiculous!
She’s nothing more than an admirer to me.
How could I possibly care so much about her?”
Ethan ground his teeth and chuckled coldly, then exited the chat box.
But then, he immediately checked the photo again.
He repeated the process several times.
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Suddenly, his finger touched the first photo.
The photo auto–downloaded, and the image instantly became clear.
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The background of the photo was the same as Sophia’s, with the same luxurious black leather sofa and a table adorned with expensive red wine and pastries
The woman in the white fishtail gown looked delicate, smiling obsequiously at the beautiful woman in the black haute couture dress beside her, who had a graceful, sexy figure.
The woman in the black dress carried herself like a proud swan, seemingly indifferent to the flattery from the woman in the white dress beside her.
Ethan’s pupils contracted slightly, and he suddenly straightened up, clutching his phone.
His fingertips landed on the face of the woman in the black dress, sliding across the screen to enlarge her face.
Isn’t this the famous daughter of the Roscentes?‘
Ethan remembered that face.
He had seen it in a design magazine.
And the woman in the white dress with the ingratiating smile besde her was Chloe, his fiancée.
Chloe actually knows her?
Why didn’t she tell me about it?
Ethan’s face suddenly turned cold.
Today, Chloe had come to the hospital early in the morning, showing care and concern for him.
But in the afternoon, she said her father wanted to see her about something, so she had to leave early and would come to visit him again tomorrow.
Is what she called something just fawning over a Roscente behind my back?
Why does she need to make up an excuse to hide it from me?
Or is she trying to use that woman as a stepping stone to squeeze into a bigger circle of the wealthy? Ethan wondered.
furious at the photo with Sophia and Tristan on it that his stomach churned.
Earlier, he had been s
Then, he nearly spit blood because of Chloe’s act of sidling up to aristocracy behind his back.
Do Sophia and Chloe think just because I’m staying in the hospital, I know nothing and they can do whatever they want behind my back?”
Ethan, with a darkened face, exited the photo.
Below it were some mocking messages from Henry.
The general’idea was the moment Ethan was hospitalized, his ex and current fiancée were living lives better than ever.
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And it seemed nobody remembered him lying in the hospital bel
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In the end, Henry sent a cheeky emoji accompanied by a side question: [Ethan, Sophia and Tristan are so close. You’re out, are you?]
And then, another sarcastic comment followed: But it’s no big deal since Chloe has cozied up to a Roscente. Maybe she’ll take you to success.]
Ethan gritted his teeth viciously and smashed his phone hard on the bed.
I’m out?
Huh!
How could Tristan possibly be interested in Sophia?
They are merely playacting; it’s just Sophia’s way of trying to win me back.
How could she possibly do that to me?”
Ethan’s chest heaved as he breathed rapidly, leaning back against the pillow. His bloodshot eyes were wide open, looking straight at the ceiling lamp of the hospital room.
He didn’t avert his gaze until his eyes could no longer bear it.
He suddenly propped himself up, clutching his phone, lowered his gaze, and tapped something on the screen.
[Where are you?]
Henry was clearly waiting to see Ethan embarrassed, and almost immediately after he got the message, he replied: [What? Want to see them?]
Ethan’s eyes were cold as he pulled out the needle of the IV drip and got off the hospital bed.
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