Chapter 134

Sophia Evans wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, her fingers trembling slightly.

"I understand, Ethan," she said softly. "I was too selfish. I caused you trouble."

She lifted her gaze, a faint light flickering in her eyes.

"I accept going abroad." She paused. "But can I stay one more day? Just one. Have dinner with me tomorrow night, please?"

She bit her lower lip, her fingers unconsciously twisting the edge of the hospital blanket.

"After dinner, I'll leave the next day," she added, her voice feather-light.

Ethan Roscente stood by the hospital bed, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Fine," he finally agreed. "I'll arrange a flight for the day after."

Sophia exhaled in relief, a faint smile touching her lips.

"Ethan," she suddenly said, "I want to go home. The hospital makes me uncomfortable."

Her lashes lowered.

"I've been in and out of hospitals since I was a child. The smell of disinfectant makes me sick."

Ethan turned to leave. "I'll handle the discharge paperwork."

"Wait!" Sophia called out urgently. "Where will I stay?"

"A hotel," Ethan replied without looking back. "Pick one."

Sophia's smile froze.

She took a deep breath, forcing her voice to remain steady. "It's just two nights. A hotel is too much trouble. Why don't I..."

She hesitated, then ventured carefully, "Why don't I stay at the Roscente Family Estate? The staff can take care of me."

The Roscente Family Estate was the ancestral home, located in the most prestigious district of the city.

"A hotel is more convenient," Ethan said coldly.

Sophia's nails dug into her palms.

"Why?" Her voice trembled. "That woman stayed there before. Why can't I?"

Ethan frowned, recalling his ex-wife's brief stay.

"That was different," he answered curtly.

Sophia's heart sank.

She forced a smile. "You're protecting her. Who is she?"

"None of your concern." Ethan turned to leave again.

Sophia suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Ethan pulled his hand away smoothly, effortlessly breaking her grip.

"About dinner tomorrow," Sophia pressed, swallowing her disappointment. "You promised?"

"Yes." Ethan nodded and strode out of the room.

The moment the door closed, Sophia's gentle facade vanished.

Her eyes darkened as she stared at the door.

Tomorrow, she would have Ethan Roscente.

No matter the cost.