Sophie’s chaotic mind suddenly calmed down.
She looked up at Charles and smiled.
The stiffness in her muscles relaxed, and she smiled genuinely.
Yes, she had him, she wasn’t alone at all.
Moreover, she was given a second life to be with him and live happily ever after.
"Mm-hmm." Sophie nodded, lifting her hand and covering his large hand with her small one, "With you, I’m not afraid of anything!"
Charles’s heart trembled slightly, he lowered his eyes and said quickly, "I’ll spoil you so much that you can’t leave me."
Sophie was obviously taken aback, unable to comprehend Charles’s line of reasoning.
What he said had nothing to do with what they were discussing... wait, wait a minute... before they mentioned her parentage issue, it seemed... this was exactly what they were talking about.
Sophie was completely speechless.
Was Charles’s response time a bit long?
Sophie suddenly realized, squinting her eyes "dangerously" at Charles.
This guy, suddenly bringing up his doubts about her parentage, was it just to divert from the topic of spoiling her?
You should know, this guy always deals with everything before telling her.
He never lets her worry about anything.
This time, he told her just based on suspicion... it wasn’t like his usual way.
She initially wanted to tease Charles a bit, but seeing him trying to avoid, yet still maintaining a calm demeanor, Sophie’s heart softened completely.
Well, who told her to find such an easily embarrassed yet reserved boyfriend?
Charles was naturally fast at investigating stuff, and within a few days, he laid all the interactions between Ophelia Wilson and Grace Wilson on his desk.
After Charles coldly reviewed them, he became even more assured of his suspicions.
He turned his head to look at Sophie, "There’s still no way to confirm if you’re Clarissa Taylor and Mason Wilson’s daughter; more investigation is needed."
"Investigating what?" Sophie chuckled lightly. Several days had passed, and her mood had already settled down.
She wasn’t overly cautious about her biological parents.
Having them would be great, if not... she wouldn’t be eager to recognize them either.
"Just call Aunt Taylor directly and do a paternity test." Sophie said casually.
Charles’s eyes flickered, "She might not believe you, and may not do it with you."
Her suggestion was too bold.
If someone suddenly rushes forward saying they want a paternity test, anyone would doubt and refuse, right?
He didn’t want Sophie to come back empty-handed.
"If they don’t believe, then so be it. It’s not like I have to find my real parents. Without them, I can live just fine." Sophie said lightly, during this time, she had completely sorted out her thoughts.
At first, it was just an instinctive longing, but after thinking carefully, it seemed she wasn’t too entangled with the issue.
After all, in her previous life, she was alone until she died.
In this life, having him by her side already made her feel very fulfilled.
Anything else, she wouldn’t desire too much.
She didn’t want to be too greedy, fearing that the heavens would take away this stroke of luck in being reborn and cause her to miss him again.
"Sophie." As soon as Clarissa walked in, she smiled at Sophie.
It was clear that her smile was genuine, she really liked Sophie.
"Aunt Taylor, I have something to discuss with you." Sophie spoke only after Clarissa was seated.