🔞🌹THE BILLIONAIRE’S STRIPPER🌹🔞
🔞🥀♥️ CHAPTER THIRTY♥️🥀🔞
Sophia seeing the man whose blood oozed out from behind his head screamed so loud so many nurses were alerted.
“Help me” she yelled her voice breaking as she looked at the man in panic who was starting to turn pale…just like him.
She cradled his head screaming for help with all her might, her face had turned purple and her throat was getting dry and starting to hurt but she didn’t seem to notice.
Her lips were pale and so was her face, she wasn’t as caln as she was before jumping, now she couldn’t help but regret jumping. Only if she wasn’t so silly, placing her hand on her stomach which had grown a little she couldn’t help but scold herself still calling out for help.
When the nurses finally arrived they were quick to pull Alaric out of Sophia’s hand who felt like her like had been ripped from her, she felt like she was turning insane and more like someone who is meant to be in a mental asylum.
She walked slowly towards the glass window which allowed her see herself. Looking at her slender frame and the dark eye circles around her eyes. Also looking at her broken lips and pale face she gasped at herself.
She looked like a ghost, her hair was in a mess and her hands were covered in blood.
“Sophia” she heard someone call. Turning around she saw the familiar figure and her body swayed. Just as he was about to catch her someone else pulled her away.
She turned to the person, seeing it was Lucas her swaying body seemed to calm down a bit as she looked at the man standing before her.
“What are you doing here Nathaniel” she couldn’t help but ask in her croaked voice. Her throat started to burn as she gripped her neck trying to clear her throat to relieve herself from the pain a little bit it only got worse.
Nathaniel looked at the girl he couldn’t forget even when he chased her off, he felt like pulling her into a hug. He thought it was because of his rejection she looked like she did at the moment.
“I’m sorry” he spoke so lightly Sophia had to furrow her brow in confusion.
“Why are you apologizing” she whispered trying not to stress her throat at Lucas covered her with a coat.
Sophia nodded to show her husband’s assistant she acknowledged him before looking back at the man she one thought was her best shot. Now thinking about the man who would obviously be in the theater by now her bloody hands shook.
Nathaniel who noticed Lucas action looked at him with an unpleasant gaze. Lucas who noticed said not a word and stood beside his madam like a statue even though he knew she was the reason his boss was in the emergency room, he also knew if he didn’t stand by her side at this moment he might lose his life.
“Who is he Sophia?” Sophia who was lost in thoughts again looked up at Nathaniel who was now obviously glaring at the indifferent Lucas.
“My guard” Sophia spoke, after all she wasn’t lying. He really was there to guard her.
“Oh, can we talk privately then” Sophia would have been quick to say yes if it was a month ago but now she only smiled lightly and shook her head.
“I’m sorry, I have to go see my husband” as she said this she turned around while Nathaniel looked at her departing figure and his gaze froze. His eyes stayed on her like an obsessed Maniac.
“When did you get married?” Nathaniel was obvious angry with her now. Sophia didn’t understand why he was angry and looked at him in confusion.
“I’m sorry I didn’t invite you to my wedding?” She didn’t reply his dented but intead added another question.
“I just left you for a little while and you are already out hoeing around again” he spat out with his eyes red in anger suddenly.
Sophia was shocked. The Nathaniel she knew would never say this to her, what’s wrong?
“I don’t like that sentence Nathaniel” she called his full name suppressing her own anger. Her husband who risked his life to save her was there in the emergency room and she didn’t want to waste her time with someone who was ready to call her a whore every chance he got.
“Why don’t you like it? That is what you are. Just because I rejected you, you decided quickly marrying a rich old man is the only way to survive. You disgusting…”
A crisp sound was heard as Sophia clentched her hurting palm. She pretended the move she made didn’t make her palm sting.
“You fool”
