Chapter 118 He Was Probably About To Drive Her Crazy

The elevator dinged as soon as her voice fell. She entered the elevator with a charming smile hanging on the corner of her lips. Sophia glanced at the thermos barrel in her hand, the corners of her mouth pursed much tighter now. Then, she trudged to the elevator. The Jones siblings were dog poo that she could not wait to keep away from, whereas Charles was a vicious dog that had nearly bitten her to death several times now. She hated him and wanted to kill him, but under his sharp claws, she was forced to yield lest she got ripped into pieces. The hospital was crowded. The eyes of an old man with an amputated left arm, an artificial calf, and a wrinkly face lit up when he spotted Sophia. He then patted the young man next to him who was also disabled and pointed in Sophia's direction. Another pair of eyes lit up. The two held each other and walked with strange steps toward Sophia, stopping her in her tracks. Sophia looked up and saw two unfamiliar faces. One was about 60 or 70 yea