Novel 543
Chapter 71
Chapter 71!RTE
Sophie knew she was in the wrong, so she let James take the lead,
“Fine, let’s go shopping. After all, it wasn’t her money being spent, so why not enjoy it?
Sophie didn’t notice the slight smile that unconsciously formed on James‘ lips.
As they entered the mall, Sophie looked around at the layout. She needed to gather ideas for a large shopping district she was planning to develop. Observing was essential homework for her project.
Suddenly. Sophie felt her hand being pulled. Instinctively, she jerked her head back and looked warily at James who had just returned with iced teas, asking, “What are you doing?”
“Holding hands. Someone’s taking photos.”
After saying this, James glanced at someone not too far away who was holding a camera and looked suspiciously like a paparazzo. Sophie found it a bit annoying, but complied anyway.
Then, James took out his phone and tumed on the camera. Sophie asked, “What now?”
“Selfie.”
Sophie’s face stiffened in front of the camera. Seeing this, James asked with a tone of dissatisfaction, “Can’t you smile?”
Sophie wanted to smile, but upon seeing James in the camera, she couldn’t manage it. Eventually, she forced a grin that looked more like a grimace..
James, somewhat frustrated, turned off his phone. Seeing that they were done taking photos, Sophie happily bought a few more clothes. It was James‘ money after all. Why not spend it?
Sophie, while he sat across from her
In the aftemoon, James chose a quiet and elegant café and ordered a set of exquisite pastries
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Sophie was quite pleased with her shopping victories and nibbled on the pastries contentedly.
Watching her, James felt a warm flutter in his heart. He took out his phone and sneakily snapped a photo of half his face with Sophie while she wasn’t looking.
Hearing the shutter sound, Sophie looked up, puzzled, and asked James, “What are you doing?”
James, quickly composing himself as if nothing had happened, casually replied, “The pastries look pretty, just took a picture.”
“Huh?” Sophie found it absurd. A grown man was interested in taking pictures of such girlish pastries? This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.
“Are you done?”
“I can’t eat anymore.”
“Let’s go then,”
James stood up and directly went to pay the bill.
That day, James‘ card had been swiped no fewer than twenty times, and Sophie thought indeed, men who spend money on women are the most attractive.
But that thought was limited to the moments James was swiping his card.
Exhausted from the day, Sophie fell asleep as soon as she got into the car. James drove more smoothly, and when he glanced over, Sophie was already soundly asleep, her head tilted.
James pulled over to the side of the road, fetched a blanket from the back seat, and gently covered Sophie.
He quietly watched her for a while. This woman was quite cute when she wasn’t speaking.
“James…” Sophie murmured softly.
Hearing his name made James‘ heart skip a beat. He leaned in closer, only to hear Sophie mutter in her sleep, “Go to hell.”
Instantly, James expression darkened. “Sophie
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Startled by James‘ sudden outburst, Sophie opened her eyes and sleepily asked, “What’s up? Are we home?”
She turned around, catching James‘ scowling face, “What’s with that look? What did I do now?”
Throughout the day. James‘ expression had soured at least a dozen times. If he really didn’t enjoy hang out with her, then why not just say no next time?
Sophie knew she was in the wrong, so she let James take the lead.
‘Fine, let’s go shopping.” After all, it wasn’t her money being spent, so why not enjoy it?
Sophie didn’t notice the slight smile that unconsciously formed on James‘ lips.
As they entered the mall, Sophie looked around at the layout. She needed to gather ideas for a large shopping district she was planning to develop. Observing was essential homework for her project.
Suddenly, Sophie felt her hand being pulled. Instinctively, she jerked her head back and looked warily at Jarnes who had just returned with iced teas, asking, “What are you doing?”
“Holding hands. Someone’s taking photos.”
After saying this, James glanced at someone not too far away who was holding a camera and looked suspiciously like a paparazzo.
Sophie found it a bit annoying, but complied anyway.
Then, James took out his phone and tumed on the camera. Sophie asked, “What now?”
“Selfie.”
Sophie’s face stiffened in front of the camera. Seeing this, James asked with a tone of dissatisfaction, “Can’t you smile?”
Sophie wanted to smile, but upon seeing James in the camera, she couldn’t manage it. Eventually, she forced a grin that looked more like a grimace.
James, somewhat frustrated, turned off his phone. Seeing that they were done taking photos, Sophie happily bought a few more clothes. It was James‘ money after all. Why not spend it?
In the aftemoon, James chose a quiet and elegant café and ordered a set of exquisite pastries for Sophie, while he sat across from her sipping coffee.
Sophie was quite pleased with her shopping victories and nibbled on the pastries contentedly.
Watching her, James felt a warm flutter in his heart. He took out his phone and sneakily snapped a photo of half his face with Sophie while she wasn’t looking.
Hearing the shutter sound, Sophie looked up, puzzled, and asked James, “What are you doing?”
James, quickly composing himself as if nothing had happened, casually replied, “The pastries look pretty, just took a picture.” “Huh?” Sophie found it absurd. A grown man was interested in taking pictures of such girlish pastries?
“Are you done?”
“I can’t eat anymore.”
“Let’s go then.”
James stood up and directly went to pay
the bill.
That day, James‘ card had been swiped no fewer than twenty times, and Sophie thought indeed, men who spend money on women are the most attractive.
But that thought was limited to the moments James was swiping his card.
Exhausted from the day, Sophie fell asleep as soon as she got into the car. Jan Sophie was already soundly asleep, her head tilted.
drove more smoothly, and when he glanced over,
James pulled over to the side of the road, fetched a blanket from the back seat, and gently covered Sophie.
He quietly watched her for a while. This woman was quite cute when she wasn’t speaking
“James…” Sophie murmured softly.
Hearing his name made James‘ heart skip a beat. He leaned in closer, only to hear Sophie mutter in her sleep, “Go to hell.”
Instantly, James‘ expression darkened. “Sophie!”
Startled by James‘ sudden outburst, Sophie opened her eyes and sleepily asked, “What’s up? Are we home?”
She turned around, catching James‘ scowling face, “What’s with that look? What did I do now?”
Throughout the day, James‘ expression had soured at least a dozen times. If he really didn’t enjoy hang out with her, then why not just say no next time?