Chapter 199

Sophia's words were a blatant claim of ownership.

She positioned Vivian as an outsider while asserting that she and Ethan were the true masters of this household.

Vivian's lips curled into a cold smile at the passive-aggressive remarks.

Since Sophia had initiated the provocation, she saw no reason to hold back.

"Mr. Roscente mentioned taking me to see the most beautiful sights in Eudora after your examination." Vivian deliberately slowed her speech. "He said the sunsets here are spectacular and insisted on accompanying me personally. You should focus on recovering, Miss Evans. Feel free to make any requests of Mr. Roscente."

Sophia's smile froze instantly.

Ethan wanted to watch the sunset with her?

He had never done anything like that for Sophia.

"If you wish to tour the country, I can arrange more professional guides." Sophia forced a smile. "I have many connections in Eudora who could provide excellent companionship."

She added pointedly: "Someone of Ethan's status shouldn't be reduced to playing tour guide."

Vivian turned to Ethan. "I don't mind either way, but this was your suggestion, wasn't it?"

Ethan responded calmly. "My schedule happens to be clear. No need to trouble others."

Sophia quickly interjected. "Then I'll join you. It's been ages since Ethan accompanied me anywhere."

"You need rest." Ethan dismissed her outright.

Vivian produced her stethoscope. "Come closer."

As Sophia extended her wrist, she suddenly cooed at Ethan. "Ethan, I'd like some orange juice."

She hoped to demonstrate his special treatment of her.

"Your condition determines whether you should have juice. That's the doctor's decision." Ethan replied professionally.

"Could you at least fetch me a pillow?" Sophia persisted. "I want to sit up."

Ethan handed her a cushion without ceremony.

A glint of triumph flashed in Sophia's eyes.

She pushed further. "Ethan, I feel so weak. Could you help me up?"

After brief hesitation, Ethan agreed sitting would facilitate the examination.

He moved to support her shoulders.

Sophia immediately went limp, collapsing into his arms and wrapping herself around his waist.

Ethan stiffened momentarily.

He quickly righted her and attempted to withdraw.

"Stay with me, Ethan?" Sophia clung desperately to his sleeve.

"Let Dr. Laurent concentrate." Ethan freed himself decisively. "The sooner you're treated, the sooner you'll recover."

With that, he strode to stand by the door.

Though Ethan remained aloof, Sophia had achieved her goal.

Their intimate contact had served its purpose of making Vivian uncomfortable.

"Are we doing this or not?" Vivian tapped her stethoscope impatiently. "Any position. Give me your hand."

Sophia reclined slowly, smug satisfaction evident.

Vivian placed the stethoscope against Sophia's chest.

The heartbeat was irregular, the rhythm weak and muddled.

Genuinely ill, but far from terminal.