Chapter 187 You Don’t Need To Thank Me

“I’ll leave Sophia’s treatment in Dr. Hemingway’s hands, then." Charles glanced in Sophia’s direction, then turned his head and said to Victor. The arc at the corners of Victor's mouth was extremely faint. "I was entrusted by my aunt to treat Ms. White, so you don’t need to thank me, Mr. Harris." Charles looked at Victor, said no more, and bid his farewell politely before walking out of Hemingway’s residence. Sophia was waiting for the elevator in the corridor. Her head was lowered, so it was hard to see her expression. A layer of forlorn air was shrouding her entire being. Charles’ gaze dimmed. He walked to her side. When the elevator arrived, they entered the elevator. Neither of them spoke until they got out of the elevator. They might be lovers in name, but they shared a relationship that was worse than strangers. When they got out of the elevator, Sophia finally raised her head and asked without a single expression on her face, "Why are you here? Are you worried that I’ll sh