Chapter 507 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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The butler arrived in two shakes, and Martha questioned him gravely. “Go and check if there’s a guest named Sophia Goodwin on the list.”

“There is, ma’am. She came with Mr. and Mrs. Presgrave as Mrs. Presgrave’s assistant.”

Martha sighed in response. What is she doing here? Is she still trying to salvage something when Arthur’s about to get married? Well, she’s persistent, no doubt about that. It’s evident she truly loves Arthur, but it’s hard to let them be together when their social status and family background are so drastically different.

“Bring her here later. I want to have a word with her,” Martha ordered a servant.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Have her come alone. Don’t inform Arthur,” Martha added.

If Arthur still has feelings for Sophia, why would he agree to this marriage so easily?

By the end of the dinner, Arthur left after receiving a call. Sophia, on the other hand, didn’t return to her room but instead sat in the garden and spaced out while staring at the starry sky.

The sky here was so clear that she could see a speckle of the galaxy. It was a sight to behold.

How Sophia wished time could just stop here forever. She wouldn’t be greedy and ask for much, only that she could have a meal with him and see him once a day. That would suffice for her.

But very quickly, she pulled a wry smile. She was already getting greedy, wasn’t she?!

What luck did she have to stay by his side forever?! She, too, lately sensed something very different about Arthur. She remembered their first encounter; how he was so angry that he could murder her the next second.

She could also sense the fluctuation in his emotions as days went by. His aloofness and nobility were intense, and the haughtiness exuded from deep within him was irresistible as well.

But the current him-as aloof as he still was-was emotionless like he cared about nothing at all. Just what in the world had gotten into him?

While reeling, a servant approached her and said, “Miss Goodwin, please follow me.”

“Is someone looking for me?”

“You’ll know when you get there. Please.” The servant gestured a ‘please’.

At that, Sophia got up and followed after her, traversing a grand hallway. The manor was so massive that one could get lost in it. Thus, it could take some time for a person to get from one place to another.

Sophia grew increasingly uneasy the further she walked, for she had a hunch who she would be meeting, and a pang of guilt and self-reproach arose within her.

She had already promised Martha back home that she would stay away from Arthur, but now, she had chased him all the way here and even snuck her name into the guest list. Just the thought of it made Sophia ashamed of meeting Arthur’s grandmother.

Sure enough, she found Martha sitting on the couch when they arrived at a quaint hall. The older lady was dressed in a fitting dark silver dress, looking noble and majestic.

“Good evening, Old Madam Weiss,” Sophia greeted Martha.

Martha sized the young woman up in response, not in anger but amiably, pointing toward the seat across from “Have a seat.”

Arthur had wronged this young woman, after all, and she didn’t need to ask to know what would happen between them had probably already happened. But now, Arthur was marrying another woman; this was unfair to her..

“I didn’t expect you to have come, Miss Goodwin.”

“I’m sorry, Old Madam Weiss. Please forgive me for inviting myself. I swear I won’t cause any trouble during Arthur’s wedding,” Sophia promised eagerly as she looked up.

To that, Martha waved her hand. “No need to apologize. Everyone’s a guest here. All are welcome.”

Sophia couldn’t help being taken aback, and she had now witnessed for herself the older woman’s noble demeanor. Martha’s tolerance and kindness made Sophia grow increasingly self reproaching and unable to face her. “Tomorrow will be Arthur’s big day. If you feel uncomfortable, I can make arrangements for you to tour around the area.” Martha had considered her feelings instead.

But Sophia shook her head. “Thank you for the arrangement, Old Madam Weiss, but I won’t be attending the wedding tomorrow. I’ll be returning home with my boss after the wedding is over.”

Martha suddenly felt bad for Sophia. She hadn’t forced Arthur upon this wedding, but Arthur chose his own bride.

So why exactly had he let go of Sophia and chose Emily instead? This was a question that still puzzled her to this day.

“Have you two fought before Arthur came back?” asked Martha, curious.

Sophia shook her head in reply. “No, we didn’t.” Then, after some deliberation, she asked, “If you don’t mind me asking, Old Madam Weiss, had something happened to Young Master Weiss lately that led him to suffer from amnesia?”

“Amnesia? Nothing happened to Artic. Why would you ask so?” asked Old Madam Weiss, bewildered.

“Because… he seemed to have completely forgotten about me.” As dejected as Sophia was, she dared not let it show.

Martha, on the other hand, couldn’t help reeling. “What did you say? Arthur has forgotten about you?”

“Yes, after his departure. I realize he has completely forgotten about me on our first reunion here.” Sophia was now purely worried if Arthur had suffered any injuries that led him to have amnesia.

At that, Martha recollected Arthur’s behavior since coming home. He was now indeed behaving very differently. from the first day he returned. However, she still couldn’t figure out what had led. her dear grandson to behave so indifferently to everything.

“Artie is behaving differently, but nothing happened to him either. Martha affirmed.

Sophia was relieved upon hearing so. This was good news, for a severe trauma had to happen to cause someone to lose their memories. As it appeared, he was fine, just that he had completely forgotten about her and her only.

Finally, Martha understood why Arthur would choose Emily as his wife. It was because he had suddenly forgotten about Sophia. But how did it come to this?

“Old Madam Weiss, it’s getting late. You should rest early. Tomorrow’s a big day.” the senior servant said.

Martha checked the time to find it was already 10.00PM. At that, she nodded, then turned to Sophia. “You should get some rest as well, Miss Goodwin. You’re more than welcome if you want to join us for the wedding.”

“Thank you, Old Madam Weiss.” After seeing Martha off, Sophia allowed the servant to take her to her room.

Meanwhile, a back sedan drove into the manor. As the door opened, Arthur stepped out of the vehicle. His back suit, complimented with subtle embroidery that showed off his nobility, made him domineering like he was a lord in the dark.

Even if Arthur had been manipulated, the imposing aura he exuded remained the same.

Hearing footsteps coming from the garden, he stopped and turned around to find a servant leading Sophia in his direction. He furrowed his brows slightly in response. What is this woman doing here, still wandering around in the garden at this late hour?

Sophia fought hard to conceal the sadness and adoration in her eyes upon seeing him, and she lowered her head, not intending to greet him. She wanted to go to her room and lock herself in from here on, or she would go mad.

She grew increasingly miserable as the countdown to his wedding became shorter. She was tough but not tough enough to remain emotionless as she watched the man she loved deeply marry another woman.

“Stop.” A crisp voice came from behind her.

“Young Master Weiss,” the servant greeted him, then walked away astutely.

Sophia stood in the brightly lit hall with her back facing him, having no intention of turning around. Meanwhile, he came forth with steady footsteps and stopped in front of her. With one hand in his pocket, he lowered his eyes and sized her up.

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