Win Your Heart

Victor had run several red lights along the way. He used to be a person who abide by the rules, but today, for some reason, he was somewhat unable to control his own behavior. He felt anxious and wanted to see Sophia as soon as possible.

Ten minutes later, a black supercar stopped in front of the bar.

When Victor raised his head, he caught sight of two attractive women. Sophia had stood at the door for a while with the help of Rita.

"You arrived here in a short time. It will take at least 20 minutes to get here from the YS Group, right?"

Rita looked up at the man in front of her and found that he had deep facial features that resembled an European, looking as delicate as a sculpture. What's more, his eyes were elusive, and there was an indescribable sense of distance.

She sighed. She was afraid that she would never understand.

Instead of answering Rita's question, Victor carried Sophia into his arms and said, "thank you."

Rita knew that she couldn't get the answer from this question, so she didn't give it much thought. She shrugged and said, "well, then I'll leave Sophia to you. I'm going back."

"Okay."

It was only one word, but it disappointed Rita. She had just tried to figure out how important that Victor was for her. Even if he had a little feeling for her, he should offer to send her home as a woman who wanted to go home alone.

Obviously, she lost, completely.

Rita smiled, turned around and waved at him. "Goodbye," she said, pretending to be relaxed.

She said both to Victor and herself.

But Victor didn't say anything. He carried Sophia into his car.

Now Sophia felt dizzy. She had to rely on external forces to keep her body stable. She squinted and half leaned on the seat.

"I feel hot."

When Victor was focusing on driving, the woman beside him suddenly tugged open the collar of her shirt and murmured.

The man noticed it and got off the car. He opened half of the car window for Sophia and adjusted her collar to make her feel comfortable.

"Where are we going?"

Sophia in a half conscious voice asked with little bit of self-consciousness.

"Go home and be patient."

Sophia suddenly sat up and shouted, "no! I don't

"Why not?"

to leave. I... You never keep

was like a child's ball, incoherent, and some words that Victor could

a feeling of nausea came over Sophia. Before Victor could react, the woman in the passenger's seat

He had never driven drunk people home before, so he didn't expect this to happen. Livid with rage, Victor took out a tissue, wiped the stains

Victor had to drive home. The moment he drove back to his villa, he felt

I can't believe

down in the most comfortable way. Zelda got a hot towel and wiped Sophia's body with her hands and

go to sleep. I'll take care of

stood next to Zelda, asked in a

Victor,

care of her. You can go to

could no longer stop him. To be honest, she had stayed in Xiao family for so many years, and

carried Sophia in his arms

of sadness that Sophia was not quiet. Sometimes she waved her hands randomly, and then she rolled on the floor. It took Victor a lot of

her to the

it was suitable for Sophia to be in the bathtub with neither too hot

covered Sophia's whole body and made her more charming. With

behaved like a teenager with the help of alcohol. She cheerfully put the bubbles in her palm and blew them. Seeing them fly

face, clothes, hair and

had never taken care of a woman like this in

you are enjoying the greatest fortune in the world

woman who was in a daze again and felt inexplicably cute.

Then he put her on

a cup of hot tea on the bedside table. Zelda must have prepared it before

his hand, he fed Sophia into her mouth. Although he acted unfamiliar,

finally pacified the silly woman, as if it took him all his energy. He had never thought that taking care of someone was such a difficult

out. With her eyes closed, she groaned from time

woman in his arms. He recalled what happened this afternoon and all the unpleasant things happened during this period of time. After a long pause, he asked, "do you hate Victor

she still closed her eyes and whispered, "I don't hate it, but I can't control myself. I don't want to like

her eyes closed, but her eyelashes were quivering, making

like him?" Victor asked

Sophia's soft voice slowly reached

are you

woman frowned and seemed a little angry. She responded, "he's too domineering and he has an unclear relationship with Teresa. I hate him like