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."

"no! I don't

"Why not?"

so painful. I want to leave. I... You never keep your promise. You always don't consider how others

child's ball, incoherent, and some words that Victor could not

of nausea came over Sophia. Before Victor could react,

to happen. Livid with rage, Victor took out a tissue, wiped the stains off his suit, gave her a bottle

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

can't believe Miss

put Sophia on the sofa in the living room to make Sophia lie down in the most comfortable way. Zelda got a hot towel and wiped Sophia's body with her hands and

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

Zelda, asked in a soft tone.

"but Mr. Victor, is it possible? You have never

I'll take care of her. You can go

To be honest, she had

Sophia in his arms and walked to

it was because of sadness that Sophia was not quiet. Sometimes she waved her hands randomly, and then she rolled on

he took her to the bathroom.

Victor had already filled the tub with water beforehand. Therefore, it was suitable for Sophia to be in the bathtub with neither too hot nor too

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

alcohol. She cheerfully put the bubbles in her palm and

hair and even

he had never taken care of a woman like this in his nearly

you know that you are enjoying the greatest

who was in a daze again and felt

Victor changed Sophia. Then he put her

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

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

Victor was worn out. He finally pacified the silly woman, as if it took him all his energy. He had

out. With her eyes closed,

Sophia, Victor held the 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

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

eyes closed, but her eyelashes were quivering,

like him?"

I do." Sophia's soft voice slowly

why are you so indifferent to

responded, "he's too domineering and he has an unclear relationship with Teresa. I hate him