Chapter 497 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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Under the night sky, Sophia started sobbing, ignoring everything around her.

However, she didn’t know that her sobbing had attracted one person-a man who was heading to his study. Arthur had good hearing, so he could hear a woman crying from deep inside the garden.

It was the extremely sad sobbing kind. Yet, he didn’t want to know why she was crying. He just hoped that she could cry in a lower voice so as not to disturb his work later.

Yet, even after a while, she was still crying so loudly. As such, he decided that he would go over and get her to move somewhere else to cry.

Meanwhile, Sophia thought that there was no one around, so she didn’t suppress her emotions at all. She was trying to convert all her sadness into tears and was crying whole-heartedly, not realizing there was a person approaching her.

Just then, she heard a cold voice of a man coming from the side. “Why are you crying?”

Startled, she lifted her head sharply and saw a man standing in front of her under the moonlight. Although the moonlight was behind him, she could still recognize this figure that she was extremely familiar with. Regardless of his cold tone just now, he was still the person whom she loved the most.

“Arthur…” Sophia said happily and dashed toward him desperately. After running into his arms, she hugged his waist tightly.

Arthur didn’t have the chance to reject her, and the woman had wrapped her arms around his waist tightly. In fact, she was wiping her tears on his shirt.

“Let go.” He reached out his hand to pull her tightened fingers on him.

Instead of letting go, she hugged him

even tighter until a cold voice came from

above her head, asking her, “Who are

you? Why are you hugging me?”

At this moment, she lifted her head from his chest. Her big, teary-eyed eyes looked at him pitifully under the moonlight.

“You don‘t recognize me? You don‘t remember who I am?” Sophia asked him.

Arthur lowered his head and gazed at the girl in his arms. Suddenly, he felt his heart aching as he sensed a sense of familiarity with that face. Adding on to that, her pair of eyes, which had tears welling up, were tugging on his nerves, and he felt his heart pounding for her as though he was under a spell.

“Do I know you?” he asked with a frown.

Sophia let go of his hands and looked at him in agony before asking, “Don‘t think that you can act dumb, Arthur. Just tell me if you don‘t love me anymore. We can break up.”

Startled, Arthur looked at this enraged girl and didn‘t know what to do.

“My name is Sophia Goodwin, and I used to be your girlfriend. I came here to see you and hear what you said. Once you‘re done talking, I‘ll leave and never get in your way again.”

Surprised, he asked her, “What do you want me to say?”

“Say you don‘t love me any more or that you fell in love with someone else. Just say it. I want to hear what you have to say.” She lifted her head, and while tears were streaming down her face, she made herself look at him.

Arthur looked at the girl whose tears kept coming. His chest tightened as if something were pressing on his heart, and he found breathing impossible.

Why did I feel compelled to comfort her by wiping her tears? Even though he realized she was the girl on his phone, it was clear he had never met her.

“Say it! Why didn‘t you tell me you don‘t love me anymore?” Sophia was enraged and shouted at him.

He did not respond or move away; he just gazed at her calmly.

“You don‘t dare to say it, do you! Okay, then, I‘ll say it: let‘s break up! I don‘t want to talk to you or think about you ever again; I‘m getting rid of anything you left behind at my place and any promises you made to me are now null and invalid,” Sophia exclaimed loudly to him as if she was cool about it, but tears could not fool people.

At this moment, a large dog rushed out from the side and barked madly at Sophia. Her face turned pale with fear, and even as she panicked, she picked the safest spot for protection–Arthur‘s arms.

She gripped him like an octopus by wrapping her arms around his neck and bending down on her legs.

“Gritt, get out of here.” Arthur was holding a panicked girl as his dog continued to bark anxiously.

“Arthur, I‘m scared. Ask your dog to go away.” Sophia clutched his neck hard, almost suffocating him.

“It will not bite you. Come on down!” Unexpectedly, he didn‘t try to push her away.

“No way, it‘ll bite me.” She was sure that the big dog considered her an enemy.

He inhaled deeply and said, “I can‘t breathe!”

“Then, tell your dog to leave!” Sophia was annoyed.

“Gritt, go away.” The most Arthur could do was shout at his pet, and when Gritt caught on to the fact that its master was becoming irate, it moaned pitifully, turned, and walked away.

As soon as Gritt left, Sophia refused to let go of Arthur until he finally pulled her hand away; she was thrown off balance and fell to the ground.

“Ouch!” she shouted in pain.

Arthur gazed at her while extending his hand to help her up.

“I don‘t need your help! You can leave now!” She decided to ignore him.

“You‘re lost. Let me send you back.” Arthur‘s surprising kindness sprang from his inability to bear the idea of leaving her alone.

Sophia stared at the man in front of her and had the impression that he didn‘t recognize her. He looked at her as if she were a total stranger; the affection he had felt for her had faded away. This feeling was far more excruciating than really putting an end to her.

“Are you sure you don‘t remember me?” she stood up and asked him.

Arthur looked over Sophia‘s face, which was covered with tear stains. Under the moonlight, she resembled a weeping lily, charming and heartbreaking.

Arthur‘s breathing was somewhat irregular as he struggled to recollect the past. Where else have I seen this face except in the photos on my phone? Is there something I can‘t recall?

“Never mind. Suppose this is how you break up, fine. I‘ll accept it. But I still want to hear from you. Have you never loved me before? Just answer yes or no.” Sophia gave up, for there wouldn‘t be anything that would make her more hopeless than she was when he announced his marriage.

In preparing to confront Arthur, she had come to terms with the fact that this truth, however painful it might be, is sole of concern to her; she intended to let time heal the wound. She had no regrets about loving or devoting herself to him, even if it meant living the rest of her life for him.

“Say it! Yes or no?” She abruptly extended her hand and pushed him, asking, “Arthur Weiss, are you a man?”

His tall, slender frame retreated as if he were being rocked by her force.

“I don‘t feel like answering that question.” Arthur shook his head and then turned around and wanted to leave.

“Don‘t go.” Suddenly, Sophia ran over to him and, seemingly out of her mind, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and pleaded with him, “Don‘t go, okay?”

Stunned, Arthur looked at the delicate arms around his waist and felt strange. Why am I not against her intimacy?

These days, Emily often found opportunities to make out with him, but whenever she touched him, he would have a sensation of reluctance. But at that moment, he realized that he did not reject this girl physically or mentally; the realization that his body created a favorable impression on her confused him.

Who is she? Why is she on my phone, and why did she say she‘s my girlfriend? But when did I date her?

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