"Little Sophie, don’t be so tense, I’m doing well." Christopher Smith saw the nervous expression on Sophie Smith’s face and couldn’t help but comfort her.
"I’m sorry, Dad, it’s my fault. I should have taken better care of you. I shouldn’t have trusted Oliver Johnson." Sophie Smith felt a bit guilty.
"Little Sophie, what are you saying!" Christopher Smith frowned in displeasure, "Mr. Johnson has treated me well. He specifically hired a medical team to treat me. If it weren’t for him, my health couldn’t have improved." Christopher seemed not to like the tone Sophie just used. In his heart, Oliver Johnson was like a lifesaver.
"Dad, please don’t trust him so easily. He’s not a good person." Sophie Smith felt somewhat helpless.
"What do you mean by not a good person?" Christopher glared at her, "Little Sophie, you must know gratitude and repayment. I won’t allow you to speak about Mr. Johnson this way."
"Dad..." Sophie felt an unexplainable anger. Damn Oliver Johnson, just how much had he deluded her father’s mind?
"Where is he now? I want to see him. Some words are better said face to face, lest you can’t distinguish between good and bad people."
"Good people and bad people?" Christopher’s expression also soured, "Mr. Johnson is the villain, and Asher Land is the good guy?"
Sophie was slightly taken aback. She didn’t understand why Christopher’s prejudice against Asher Land was so strong. Truly, it was as if ten horses couldn’t drag him back.
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"Dad, Asher Land isn’t like what you think. He’s actually quite nice, and he’s very concerned about me..."
"Did you fall in love with him?"
Though she knew her daughter had always had an entangled relationship with Asher Land, he never thought that one day she would truly fall for that man.
"Dad, could you not change the topic..." Sophie actually didn’t plan to tell Christopher about this. His health wasn’t great, and if he got upset hearing about it, it could be bad. "I just don’t want you to have a bias against Asher Land."
"Answer me, did you fall in love with him?" Christopher pressed relentlessly, just seeking an answer.
"Yes." Sophie lowered her head, not daring to meet Christopher’s eyes.
"Little Sophie, you, you..." Christopher clutched his chest, clearly upset by her words.
"How can you do this to Mr. Johnson?"
"Can you not bind me together with Oliver Johnson? Everything between us is your fabrication. He doesn’t like me; he only uses me!"
Oliver Johnson stood in a hidden spot behind her, a wry smile curling at the corner of his mouth as he silently recited what she said.
Can you not bind me together with Oliver Johnson? Everything between us is your fabrication. He doesn’t like me; he only uses me!
He shook his head, turned around, and walked away without hesitation.
He thought, she doesn’t want to see him. If they did meet, she’d only stand opposed to him.
"Don’t say things so unpleasantly. Thinking such things about Mr. Johnson truly disappoints me."
Sophie wanted to say more, but Christopher no longer wished to listen. He summoned the caretaker to take him away.
"Dad, where are you going?" Sophie blocked the doorway, preventing him from leaving.
"When you come to understand fully, then come see me again!"
"Don’t jump into the fire pit, okay?" Sophie also showed some temper. "I won’t allow you to have relations with Oliver Johnson. He can hire a medical team for you, but so can I. Don’t forget; I am your daughter." She spoke with determination.