Chapter 186

"No," Sophia answered firmly, her hands tightening further by her sides. She was already eight years old 20 years ago, and her memory had always been good. There was no way she could have been mistaken. She had never been to the countryside, and she had never saved Joshua. The one who was mistaken was Joshua. As she thought about this, her expression darkened. Another possibility crossed her mind—was it Juliette who had saved Joshua? Had Joshua, unable to gain Juliette's love, taken Sophia as a substitute, transferring all his feelings for Juliette onto her? The more Sophia thought about it, the heavier the stone in her heart became, making it hard for her to breathe. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, trying to suppress her emotions and stop herself from overthinking. But it didn't work—she still cared. Those complex emotions, which seemed to come from nowhere, kept churning inside her, repeatedly reminding her that Joshua had shown her kind