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."

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

"Why not?"

want to go home. She cried Sophia choked, "I'm so painful. I want to leave. I... You never keep your promise. You always don't consider how others feel. I want

incoherent, and some words that Victor

Sophia. Before Victor could react, the woman

was a little squeamish about cleanliness. 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 off his suit, gave her a bottle of

had to drive home. The moment he drove back to

can't believe Miss Sophia

wrong with your clothes?" Then she put Sophia on the sofa in the living room to make Sophia lie down in

late now. You should go to sleep. I'll

stood next to Zelda, asked in a soft tone.

asked, "but Mr. Victor, is it possible? You have never taken care of

I'll take care of her. You can go to sleep now,"

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

Victor carried Sophia in his arms and walked

Sophia was not quiet. Sometimes she waved her hands randomly, and

he took her to the

with water beforehand. Therefore, it was suitable

covered Sophia's whole body and made her more charming. With a towel in his hand, Victor behaved

with the help of alcohol. She cheerfully put the bubbles in her palm and blew them. Seeing them fly into the air, she

his face, clothes, hair and even his eyes

of a woman like this in his nearly

that you are enjoying the greatest fortune

at the woman who was in a daze again and felt inexplicably cute. God knows Victor must be

Sophia. Then he

the bedside table. Zelda must have prepared it before

a cup of tea in his hand, he fed Sophia into

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

her eyes closed, she groaned from time

afternoon and all the unpleasant things happened during this period of time. After a long pause, he asked, "do you hate Victor

eyes and whispered, "I don't hate it, but I can't control myself.

but her eyelashes were quivering, making her look pitiful.

like him?" Victor

soft voice slowly reached the

are you so indifferent

"he's too domineering and he has