Chapter 1701
"I...," Sophie found herself at a loss for words.
What she wanted to ask wasn't this; it was just that she vaguely remembered there was a question in her mind that needed answering.
She just couldn't remember what that question was.
"Do you actually have a fever?"
Harold suddenly reached out and touched Sophie's forehead.
Unexpectedly, Sophie stood up, seemingly extra cautious about Harold's gesture.
The air around them seemed to drop by ten degrees in an instant.
The classroom went deadly quiet.
Just when Sophie thought Harold would scold her, he suddenly slapped the back of her head lightly, "You dodged quite fast, but I still got you."
Harold didn't ask much about her reaction, instead, he led Sophie out of the classroom.
Walking through the familiar campus, Sophie's memories sank deeper once again.
It felt as though there were two souls inside her, along with two sets of memories.
One soul told her this campus was filled with joy.
The other soul told her it was permeated with indifference.
In one memory, Eastwood College was a warm campus.
In another, Eastwood College was rife with bullying.
This tearing sensation made Sophie's head split with pain.
"Aren't you going to pursue the matter about the bracelet? But it was a gift from my brother, and you've always treasured it so much." Harold kept chattering beside her.
Perhaps it was the mention of "my brother" that made Sophie vaguely lift her head and ask, "Where is Mr. Gordon now?" "Mr. Gordon?"
Harold asked back in surprise.
Sophie had never used such a formal title for Gordon before.
"What? Did you have a fight with my brother?"
After asking, Harold realized it was a redundant question.
Even if Sophie wanted to argue with his brother, his brother would just laugh it off and find countless ways to appease Sophie. These two couldn't really fight.
After all, in Devonport, who didn't know that Sophie was the apple of his brother's eye?
The authoritative figure of the Aldridge family, known for his coldness elsewhere, reserved all his gentleness for Sophie alone. Faced with Harold's question, Sophie shook her head.
She found it strange herself.
Why would she suddenly call her brother Mr. Gordon?
So distant... and so polite.
"I think it's the stressful academic atmosphere of Eastwood College. You silly girl might as well drop out. After all, once you become the lady of the Aldridge family, whatever you wish to learn, my brother can teach you He alone is worth all the professors of Eastwood College."
Harold had already opened the car parked in the campus garage.
Sophie sat in the passenger seat.
The familiar car, the familiar air freshener, the familiar seatback.
And a cute teddy bear pillow specially prepared by Harold.
When Harold got into the car, he turned on the seat heater, then made sure Sophie's seatbelt was securely fastened, ensuring her comfort before placing the small cake and snack milk tea he had prepared beside her.
Sophie instinctively took them and began to eat.
It seemed she had always lived this way over the years.
She was the princess in the fairy tale, living amidst everyone's care and love.
Yet, she still felt an emptiness inside, as if there was a piece of missing memory that she just couldn't recall.
"Right,
Change into a prettiest you get home today,novelbin
d throw aside those jeans
and white shirts of belongs to