Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 297



Chapter 297

“You have also read the news reports. He saved me this time and made me responsible for his burns.”

“I’m going to take care of him for a few days, when his wound heals…”

When she heard the latter words, Sofia felt her scalp tingle a little, and she didn’t quite believe herself.

She didn’t know how many days Finley would be staying at her house.

Sofia came late, chatted with Marry and immediately started working. The design department was full of young people, and everyone worked hard, so she couldn’t hold back.

She thought of staying another half an hour after get off work to finish half of the PPT she had made, but the low voices around her stopped abruptly.

It was as if someone hit the pause button, and the office fell silent.

Even Sofia, who was devoted to her work, noticed something was wrong, she quickly raised her head, and saw a tall figure through the glass door and window of the office, walking towards her independent office through the public office area in front.

This man was wearing a black formal suit and tie. He looked like a social elite, and he was also a high– end predator.

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At this time, he was holding a very cute insulated lunch box in his hand, which was still the kind of three–layer set.

Finley appeared in Sofia’s MTL company in such an extremely unacceptable way, Sofia stood up suddenly, and the glass door opened at the same time.

Here, Marry used glass walls when designing. In order to increase the lighting of the office, after all, this is an old- fashioned community, and the lighting is not very good.

At this time Finley had already walked into Sofia’s office, and just as he closed the door behind him, the people outside started gossiping in low voices, and it was only when Marry came over that they became a little quieter.

Marry thought something happened, and looked over, but the coffee cup in her hand fell to the ground, and she was stunned.

She made up her mind and still didn’t dare to come over to say hello to Mr. Stwart of the Sky Group. She felt that the two of them were quite harmonious at the moment, and anyone who entered would destroy the beauty.

Marry even felt that if he didn’t know what to do and went in now, he would probably be beaten to death.

“Why are you here?” Sofia looked at Finley.

She plans to find a nearby small restaurant for a meal after finishing the PPT, come back in the afternoon to continue working, and may have to work overtime at night.

In the past few days, she was going to take the initiative to apply for overtime, but she really didn’t want to go back and

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face Finley.

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Unexpectedly, he found him directly in the company, and Sofia suddenly had a brand new explanation for him.

Finley smiled calmly, put the lunch box in front of Sofia, and lined up.

“It’s made by a famous chef in the restaurant. This mushroom soup is delicious. I packed it up for you, so you don’t have to go out to eat it later.”

Sofia opened the lid, the soup was done well, she got up and took out another lunch box and gave Finley half of it too.

Two people were carrying soup, drinking in silence.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

The people outside were already dumbfounded, so Marry coughed and simply asked the employees to pack up their things and go out for dinner after get off work.

She had to call Hank, Miss Campbell’s revenge plan seemed to be going awry, and the wind wasn’t right.

Finley stood up and looked at Sofia sitting at the table with her head down drinking the soup, feeling an unprecedented peace in her heart.

Simple happiness is sometimes too rare to come by, and it is only when you lose it that you realize how precious it is.

Suddenly Justin called him, almost at the same time Sofia over there answered the phone. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Justin whispered, “Mr. Stwart, the legal representative from

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the Hill Family has arrived,”

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