Fortunately, there’s still time for everything.
Heaven has given them another chance, and this time he will surely cherish it.
"Did you bring your notebook? I saved the notes I took in the email." Sensing Charles Seymour’s unusual mood, Sophie Wilson smartly tried to divert his attention with this.
Looking at the nervous Sophie Wilson, Charles Seymour felt a mixture of endless heartache and asked, "Aren’t you curious about what the experiment was?"
Sophie Wilson smiled and said indifferently, "It’s all in the past, isn’t it? Besides, I know you can cure me."
Charles Seymour was greatly shaken, staring at Sophie Wilson in a daze.
After a long while, Charles Seymour let out a heavy breath, "You’re still the same as before."
So broad-minded and optimistic, if he hadn’t met her back then, how would he have felt that sunshine had appeared in his life?
There were some things Charles Seymour didn’t say, but Sophie Wilson carefully observed his expression. It seemed like it wasn’t a bad thing and seemed to be praising her.
Since that was the case, she felt at ease.
Sophie Wilson secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly added, "Your notes say that as long as you’re given a little more time, you can figure it out." Follow current novels on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
"So, there’s a lot of hope, don’t put too much pressure on yourself." Sophie Wilson smiled brightly at Charles Seymour. This relaxed attitude left Charles Seymour at a loss for words.
Wouldn’t a normal person be expected to inquire about what happened back then?
Yet she just nonchalantly overlooked the past, her generosity made him feel ashamed.
"But uh..." Sophie Wilson tilted her head and asked Charles Seymour, "My experiences are a bit like those drama series airing now. Could it be because of the resemblance that you agreed to let me take part?"
Charles Seymour nodded. Since everything was laid out now, he had nothing to hide.
"Ha, you want me to remember, don’t you? Aren’t you afraid I’ll recall the past and run away?" Sophie Wilson asked Charles Seymour with a chuckle.
She genuinely didn’t know what he was thinking, because of the matter with James Reed, so worried she’d be taken away by James Reed, yet secretly letting her approach things that could restore her memory.
Could it be that he wasn’t worried she’d run away?
"It’s different," Charles Seymour spoke, "If James Reed takes you away, it means your heart has changed. Remembering the past... we still have memories, I still have a chance."
Sophie Wilson suddenly widened her eyes, reached out her index finger, and poked Charles Seymour’s arm, "Mr. Seymour, do you realize how scheming you are?"
Charles Seymour didn’t speak, just looked at Sophie Wilson quietly.
This innocent little expression... made Sophie Wilson want to punch someone.
Of course, if someone was chosen by the training camp to be a mole, how could they not have a bit of cunning to go undercover?
Would they be walking into their death otherwise?
"Alright, now that we’ve talked it all out, let’s not overthink things in the future." Sophie Wilson cheerfully patted Charles Seymour. Revealing the secret of her rebirth made her feel much lighter.
"Mm." Charles Seymour nodded, then with a big swoop, pulled Sophie Wilson into his embrace.
Sophie Wilson didn’t even have time to react; her position had already changed, and still in a daze, she was completely enveloped by Charles Seymour.
"You..." Sophie Wilson’s question got swallowed up entirely by Charles Seymour.