Chapter 159 Not Hatred, But Loathing!

Sophia frowned. Her spine had straightened from the tension some time ago. She retracted her gaze and looked at the ground again. Her countenance might look the same, but she alone was aware that every cell in her body was taut. It was not the kind of nervousness she would get from getting stared at by a crush. Like a rabbit, she dared not slack even for a second in front of a wolf-like being. "Sophia," Charles called out to her suddenly. His voice sent Sophia’s heart dropping with a thud. She took a few steps back subconsciously and assumed a vigilant posture. "Mm." "You..." Charles watched her as she was on full throttle just like a hedgehog. The words circled around the tip of his tongue and took on another form when they came out. "Pour me a cup of tea." Sophia lowered her head, a hint of sarcasm evident in her eyes. She said flatly, "My apologies, Mr. Harris. This is a hospital, there is no tea." He came all the way to the hospital just to order her around. Hah, he was truly