During this period, she hadn't been going to work but had developed a habit of taking afternoon naps.
Knowing Charles Seymour's nature, he was quite capable of doing such a thing.
This time, if he tried to dodge the question, she would expose him.
Hmph, clearly concerned about her, why is he embarrassed to show it directly?
If they keep going like this, who knows how long it will take for their relationship to become clear.
"Hmm." Charles Seymour suddenly admitted it, and so straightforwardly too, making Sophie Wilson's eyes widen in surprise, with all the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat, unable to find anything appropriate.
She never expected Charles to respond like that.
Looking at Sophie Wilson's genuinely startled, watery eyes, innocent as a fawn, her long lashes blinking in confusion, it felt as if they repeatedly brushed over his heart, making him unbearably itchy.
With a stretch of his long arm, he leaned a hand against the wall behind Sophie Wilson.
