Free Web NovelChapter 1378: Chapter 1372: A Man with a Criminal Record
Sophie Foster followed Titus Zane into the master bedroom, and even though she couldn’t see her face, the reluctance was evident just from her silhouette.
Titus Zane turned and sat on the edge of the bed, lifting her garment, "Go ahead, feel."
Facing Titus Zane’s impatience, Sophie Foster pressed her lips together yet still walked over, her gaze fixed on the flat belly, she gently knelt in front of Titus Zane, supported her waist, and placed her ear against it...
The foolish behavior of this "artificial beauty" rendered Titus Zane speechless; at six and a half weeks, even she herself didn’t feel anything, what could she possibly hear?
She turned her face to one side, a clearly exhaled breath, a sign of her impatience.
Pressing against Titus Zane’s belly, Sophie Foster closed her eyes, remembering... the first thing Uncle did after returning from work was pressing against her prominently swollen belly...
Unconsciously, the corners of her lips curved into a happy arc, tears flowed from her tightly shut eyes; in autumn, with the bedroom’s doors and windows closed, the scene with the sunset was quiet and beautiful. Pressing against Titus Zane’s belly, Sophie Foster even hummed a song she used to sing to her baby every day...
Titus Zane’s icy expression gently shifted, this voice... seemed somewhat familiar, a look of surprise in her eyes as the "artificial beauty" lifted her head, looking up with a little face at her, "Sister Zane, I want to be the baby’s godmother..."
The familiar eyes from her memory, the familiar voice piercing her ears, Titus Zane’s stretched out hand was trembling, uncertainly confirming.
"Lara?"
"Sister Zane," Sophie Foster pouted with grievance, her eyes red like a little rabbit.
"Lara! It’s really you! You weren’t..."
Titus Zane was so overjoyed, she cried, trying to help Sophie Foster up by supporting her arm, but Sophie didn’t move, still looking up, "I didn’t die, my face was ruined... and I became like this later..."
"You, child, why didn’t you tell me, do you know how long I was sad..."
In the excitement, Titus Zane was incoherent, sometimes hitting Sophie Foster with resentment, sometimes holding her in an embrace, Sophie allowed her to vent while saying through tears, "I thought with my changed appearance, you and Sister Ting would no longer like me, I thought..."
"Fool! At the time, Brother Chu released the news claiming you were dead, then later brought back a completely new face, Ting and I felt indignant for you, how could we like that stranger who was supposed to be you!"
"Sister Zane, do you not despise me? What I look like now..."
"I don’t despise, I don’t despise, as long as you’re little Sophie, no matter what you turn into, Sister Zane won’t despise you..."
In the bedroom, two women hugged and cried together, while the aunt had already prepared dinner. Nathan Moore came up intending to call the two down for dinner, but hadn’t reached the door when he heard the cries of the two women, hastily quickening his steps.
Pushing open the door, he saw Titus Zane embracing Sophie Foster, both crying like tearful children, Nathan Moore’s handsome face immediately turned icy.
"Titus Zane, don’t you realize your own condition now?"
Titus Zane raised a hand to wipe the tears from her face, smiling as she said, "Knowing that little Sophie is still alive, I’m too happy."
Nathan Moore’s face froze even further, "Crying is a sign of happiness?"
Nathan Moore was angry, Sophie Foster appeared bewildered, slowly standing up and wringing her fingers helplessly.
"Nathan Moore! That’s enough! Why are you yelling? Do I not even have the freedom to cry?"
Titus Zane too got temperamental, a pregnant woman whose mood was inexplicably irritable, and in her anger, Titus Zane’s voice wasn’t quiet, and with the bedroom door open, everyone in the living room downstairs could clearly hear it.
Since Titus Zane returned, Nathan Moore’s pampering of his wife was notorious, this seemed to be the first time the couple had argued, everyone exchanged glances and stood, afraid the two might start fighting, especially since Nathan Moore had a history.
