Never Too Far Novel

Chapter 801-810

Even if Arthur had been manipulated, the imposing aura he exuded remained the same.

Hearing footsteps coming from the garden, he stopped and turned around to find a servant leading Sophia in his direction. He furrowed his brows slightly in response. What is this woman doing here, still wandering around in the garden at this late hour?

Sophia fought hard to conceal the sadness and adoration in her eyes upon seeing him, and she lowered her head, not intending to greet him. She wanted to go to her room and lock herself in from here on, or she would go mad.

She grew increasingly miserable as the countdown to his wedding became shorter. She was tough but not tough enough to remain emotionless as she watched the man she loved deeply marry another woman.

“Stop.” A crisp voice came from behind her.

“Young Master Weiss,” the servant greeted him, then walked away astutely.

Sophia stood in the brightly lit hall with her back facing him, having no intention of turning around. Meanwhile, he came forth with steady footsteps and stopped in front of her. With one hand in his pocket, he lowered his eyes and sized her up.

“Why run away when you see me? Are you not going to say hi?” Arthur asked with irritation, causing Sophia to face away. “It’s really late. I want to return to my room and rest.”

Arthur suddenly felt frustrated. He checked his watch to find it was already 10.00PM, but he wanted to be with her for a while longer.

“Are you free? Join me for a drink,” Arthur asked, to which she rejected resolutely. “No.”

“Did you say you’re my friend? We’ll just have one glass as friends. I won’t take up much of your time.” Arthur insisted.

Sophia shut her eyes and fought back the urge to keep him company. However, just as she wanted to turn him down again, Arthur clasped her wrist and dragged her to the wine cellar without another word.

Sophia had thought he was taking her to the dining room, but it quickly became apparent to her that she was wrong. This man had a lavish wine cellar in his basement, storing the best liquor around the world.

As she stepped out of the elevator, she looked at the dimly lit wine cellar with amazement.

“Do we have to drink here?” Sophia mumbled, causing Arthur to look over his shoulder at her. “Are you afraid I’ll do something to you?”

Sophia took a gander at him in response. Hadn’t you already done everything you were allowed to? What else can there be for me to be afraid of? She just thought, with her current position, they shouldn’t be in the same room.

Moreover, there weren’t any servants here, like this was an isolated environment.

“Relax, I just want to grab a drink. I have no interest in doing anything else.” With that, he removed his jacket to reveal a dark-colored dress shirt beneath it, exposing his perfectly shaped body.

The warm golden lights enveloped him, making his handsome face even more refined. He drummed his fingers beside the wine cabinet like he was picking his favorite liquor.

This scene intensified his noble temperament exceptionally.

His looks alone could infatuate a woman. However, if he was gentler and his gaze was more tender, no woman would be able to escape his grasp.

Sophia suddenly felt a lump in her throat, and she looked away. She feared if she continued to look, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from running to him and hugging his waist from behind to feel the affection they used to share.

“What would you like to drink,” asked Arthur as he turned around.

“I’m good with anything.” She was just here to keep him company.

While smirking, he pulled a bottle of red wine out, then proficiently uncapped it. Following that, he took two wine glasses and filled them up before handing one to her.

Sophia had the urge to get wasted as she looked at the glass of red wine while standing in front of the wine cabinet. I’ll only wake up tomorrow afternoon if I get drunk now, won’t I? Then, I won’t have to think about him marrying someone else.

At that, she took the glass from him and chugged it down her throat. He had picked out a sweet red wine; it tasted pretty smooth.

Arthur, on the other hand, looked at her with dismay while holding his glass of red wine. Does this girl even know how to drink wine? Such a fine wine, but she’s gulping it like it is water!

“Another, to the brim,” said Sophia nonchalantly as she brought the wine glass to Arthur, who was instantly amused. His gaze was fathomless yet crystal-clear under the lights, looking exceptionally charming.

“Are you sure you know how to drink wine?” Despite doubting, he still poured her half a glass of sweet wine.

Sophia didn’t want to stand on ceremony with him anymore. He would be someone else’s husband after the next sunrise; she couldn’t order him around anymore after that.

“C’mon, fill it up to the brim. Don’t be so stingy.” She propped her chin up, looking all ‘I don’t get drunk easily’.

At that, Arthur topped it up, and as the liquid was coming up to the top, he asked with worry, “Are you sure you really want to drink this way?”

“Ye-ap!” Sophia enunciated with a nod, took the wine glass from him, then chugged the entire glass of wine down again. This sure is good wine.

Meanwhile, Arthur took a graceful sip, his gaze latched onto her this whole time. Her soft long hair sat neatly on her shoulders, surrounding her stunning, fair face.

Arthur fell into a momentary trance, thinking, The way this girl drinks sure looks fine.

Sophia burped after chugging the entire glass of wine only to notice she was still sober, and she couldn’t help asking, “What’s the abv on this wine?”

“Eight percent.”

The answer led her to be frustrated. She wouldn’t get drunk even if she downed the entire bottle!

“Don’t you have anything stronger in here?” she asked. “I want whiskey.”

Arthur had only brought her here because he wanted to spend a bit more time with her. But who’d have thought she was now demanding liquor?!

“That’s too strong. It’s not the type for ladies.”

“Well, I want it.” With that, she searched the racks and found one with an abv of 43% in no time.

After taking it out, she popped the cap open, then searched for a whiskey glass but to no avail. Thus, she just chugged straight from the bottle.

Startled by the lady, Arthur dashed toward her and snatched the bottle of whiskey from her. “What, are you crazy?!”

Sophia was doing fine until he snatched the bottle from her, causing her to choke and reflexively lean against the table, coughing violently. The next second, she felt a warm, large palm gently patting her back.

Tears instantly streamed down her cheeks, and she turned around to throw herself into his arms. Her actions stumped Arthur for a split second before he wrapped his arms around her and looked down at her.

Her tears had dampened his shirt, but she couldn’t care less. She continued embracing him, wanting to behave presumptuously one last time, for she wouldn’t be able to anymore after his marriage the following morning.

Meanwhile, Arthur stood motionless like a tree with his brows locked into a deep furrow, letting the young woman in his arms cry and hug him as she pleased.

Suddenly, Sophia looked up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and stood on tiptoes. She wanted to kiss him, but he towered over her. She wouldn’t be able to touch his lips if he didn’t lower his head.

She had acted on impulse, after all. Seeing that he wouldn’t lower his head, she began crying aggrievedly. But just as she was about to give up, Arthur lifted his arms around the waist while lowering his head, bringing their faces close together. They were so close their breaths interweaved, and the moment their eyes locked onto each other, time stopped.

He was giving her the chance to do what she had yearned for.

At that, Sophia held her breath, cupped his cheeks, and pressed her slightly trembling lips to his.

Arthur closed his eyes and tightened his arms around her waist. He realized he liked her scent, and her kiss awakened a feeling within him, causing him to reflexively respond to her for a moment.

Just like that, Sophia was pinned against the wine rack, and their raw emotions laid bare…

Perhaps the alcohol had taken effect as well, as the kiss was like a ball of enveloping fire, blazing yet inviting.

Finally, Arthur released her, and Sophia also realized what they had just done. With that, she held her forehead while her mind went blank for a few solid seconds.

Arthur, on the other hand, had grabbed the opened bottle of whiskey and chugged it straight from the bottle, wanting to use the icy liquid to put out his burning desire.

After having enough of the liquor, Arthur looked over to the young woman as he panted lightly, and another wave of urge suddenly surged within him.

Sophia had decided to leave the cellar at this point—she couldn’t make another mistake. But just as she took a couple of steps, Arthur suddenly tugged on her arm, causing her to turn and fall into his arms.

“You’re going to leave just like that after kissing me?” he questioned with a raspy voice.

Sophia’s eyes widened slightly, for his ravishing face was only inches away from her. The next second, his breath came at her. This time, it was his call. He held her chin and attacked her lips with a passionate kiss.

His initiative stupefied her. H-How is it that he’s making a move on me?!

Arthur couldn’t explain his behavior himself. He just went with what his heart told him. It told him to kiss her and not let her go, so much so that his static heart burned ablaze. Even his soul was screaming to have her.

How is it that this woman can have me hooked on her so badly? Why can she make all my sobriety and rationality disappear?

Sophia knew him all too well. So while taking in his kiss, she perceived the change in his breathing and movements.

Suddenly, a red flag raised in her head, and she shoved him away. He couldn’t do something reckless at this time, or things would really get out of control for the both of them.

craved him as well, she knew where to draw the line. She would never

gaze on her as he panted, saying

him with pursed lips. “That was

had forgotten she had a boyfriend while he would be marrying Emily

forgive me for offending you.” At that, Sophia turned to leave, but his deep voice came from behind the next second. “Do you really

love him. I will never love any other man as much as him for the rest of my life,”

the direction of the elevator and

the table. Something was tugging on him, forcing him to arch his

have the energy to move to the couch. With her back pressed against the door, she slowly slid onto the floor, then hugged her knees as tears rolled down

in front of the mirror, admiring her gorgeous face again and again. She was even trying to find the smile that would make her

made her smile. Not only would she have an outstanding and perfect husband, but

had been dreaming of ever since she could remember. Finally, it would

seeing Emily still awake,

I’m not dreaming, am I? I’m really about to be

course not. You’ll be pronounced his wife by

response. “Mom, you’re sure Goodwin won’t be attending the wedding, right? Actually, I

Do you think you won’t have any more chances to flaunt in her face after your wedding?” Vera’s priority now was to see

A hint of malice flashed across Emily’s eyes, loathsome at the thought that Arthur was once Sophia’s,

a hard time or flaunt

You have to look your best tomorrow. I want my daughter to be

as she closed her eyes. She would truly

Weiss Manor, Anastasia was already sound asleep. Elliot, on the other hand, went for a

about the same age fighting hard, supporting and sticking by each other. Even when so many years had passed, just thinking about it still

love life a thought? You can’t stay a bachelor forever, can you?” As a

in response. “My job is my partner. A woman will only affect

at the lights afar. There truly was no romance in Richard’s eyes. He could safeguard his comrades, brothers, and family, but

night was bound to be long

bed. Thus, she moved to the couch and lit a bracket light, allowing the dim light to shine on her as sadness enveloped

and videos in her phone album again and again

a video!” Sophia’s whiny voice

making cute faces at the camera, the man hugged her from behind and rubbed his face against hers affectionately. At that, she put her phone away, but laughter could still

be a little more serious?

my wife

“Don’t call me that.”

don’t make

“Arthur Weiss…”

camera shook violently amongst the roughhousing. But off camera, it

heart now ached just as much as she was happy in the

mind was a mess, for

he was sure of it. More than that, he

is his family like? How does he compare to

rose eventually, and Sophia watched the sunrise while curling up on the couch. Her eyes were now puffy, and she looked

had arrived, and the whole place would be

early, traversing the garden’s every

Arthur wasn’t in his best shape either. In fact, he didn’t get out of

Master?” A servant called out

headed into the

The elderly woman had donned a maroon dress for the occasion, looking exceptionally lively. Her thick silver hair had been put up with a ruby-encrusted hair comb, complimenting

minutes, and she couldn’t help asking a servant, “Why hasn’t Arthur come down

door, Old Madam Weiss, but Young Master Weiss never answered us. So we assumed he’s still

arriving on the third floor, she knocked on Arthur’s

a bathrobe wrapped around his waist and his hair

the servant blushed, Martha frowned. “Artie put some clothes on. What is the

go ahead and have breakfast, Grandma. I’ll go down in a bit,” said Arthur

Hurry up and get dressed.” At

glanced at the room next door. “Have two people stay here and look after Miss Goodwin. She won’t be heading to the wedding venue, but make sure she’s

all the servants on the third floor left, Arthur came out of his room in a white dress shirt and fitting suit pants. However, his necktie wasn’t tied up, and his hair was still damp. He was even buttoning up his sleeve while walking to

was drifting into sleep when Arthur knocked on the door, causing her to sit up. It wasn’t until the knock came the second time that she was

answer the door, only

disheveled hair and puffy eyes, leading Arthur to frown. “Did you not sleep last night?” Why does she look so

course, I did!” lied Sophia, who actually felt light-headed

she looked awful, Arthur felt her forehead without thinking. The burning sensation

you to

fever, Sophia felt her forehead. The temperature is a little high, but it’s still alright. At that, she waved her hand. “It’s fine. It’s your wedding today. Surely you have a lot of things to do. Go on, get

to close it, but Arthur stopped the closing door somewhat assertively. To him, between a wedding and

“Come with me.”

want to affect his wedding, and for that, she took a step

Old Madam Weiss is still waiting for you to join her for breakfast.

the servant but only latched

come with me?” he

didn’t want him to bother himself

his tongue against his inner cheek. It was evident he was running out of

Arthur had always been lofty. As if I have the bloody

Sophia fought back her tears as she watched him leave before finally

brokenness enveloped the brokenhearted woman as she stood in front of the window, basking in

was fixed upon a spot, and despite holding a spoon, he hadn’t taken a single bite for a long time, looking like he was deep

is something

Grandma,” said Arthur as he came to

get going soon,” Martha advised, leading

where dozens of black luxury cars lined up, and the extended Rolls-Royce would be the

the chapel.

nodded in

the car drive away, a bodyguard beside him urged him to get into

and instead looked to a window. After a moment of deliberation, he turned to the

he strode

temperature fluctuated drastically. It wasn’t surprising that

stupor at this point. Just then, she heard someone coming through

imagining this? Is Arthur actually squatting in front of me? But shouldn’t he be on his way to

how Sophia hugged her arms, all curled up, her gaze unfocused, and in a horrible state, Arthur carried her into

her eyes, having trouble believing Arthur was really

“Put me down.”

downstairs and all the way to the extended Rolls-Royce. Right then, it

crying out, “I can’t sit in that car, Arthur.

to pick Emily up in this

back seat next to him. “To the hospital,” said Arthur to the bodyguard aside, who was somewhat

supposed

over!” Arthur ordered before closing

Sophia felt somewhat woozy as she sat in the car and wanted to lean against something. Seeing

shoved him weakly, thinking she was about to make a

you

leave me

reason, he couldn’t sit idly and do nothing while she

had put on her wedding dress. All that was left was to wait for Arthur to show up in his tuxedo,

ticked by, her groom still hadn’t shown up, and she couldn’t help getting anxious. Just then, a car pulled over in front of her

bodyguard, and he dashed over to Emily. “Miss Jennings, something

The news shocked Emily. “Why

has something important to attend to that prevents him from leaving.”

he? Take me to him. I don’t want to go to the chapel. I want to find him and have him go to the chapel with me.” Emily knew just

on

ahead to the chapel to greet the guests while she was supposed to show up in a grand fleet, where a row of guards of honor would be welcoming her arrival. How can I just

getting late. Why don’t you head to the

want to show up with my groom!” Emily insisted, glaring at the bodyguard. “Tell me the truth.

fell ill, and Young Master Weiss took her to the

this point, at even looking on the verge of a breakdown. To think the first woman to sit in her car to the

bodyguard nodded in affirmation, not daring to

hospital.” Livid, Emily drew

the doctors had gone to attend the wedding, so those stationed in the hospital

was given IV fluid to cool down her body. Arthur stood by her bed and took in everything, from how the nurse inserted a needle into Sophia’s arm to her frowning from enduring the pain, as well as when the nurse reinserted the needle, for Sophia’s blood vessel was too fine, causing the nurse to misalign by accident. At that, Arthur shot an icy glance at the

if it already wasn’t stressful enough to work in front of the Young Master Weiss, he even had his watchful gaze on her. She had indeed misaligned the needle by accident

to the chapel!” Sophia shooed Arthur away, only for him to check his watch in response. Just then, his phone rang, and he answered it.

Jennings refuses to go to the

let her come,”

to me.

“Hand her the phone.”

taking the phone from the bodyguard. “Artie, I want to show up at the chapel with you.

chapel.” Arthur didn’t want her anywhere near the

go with you.”

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