His face darkened, jaw tight.
“Sophia, don’t push me.”
I met his fierce gaze, each word deliberate.
“It’s not me pushing you. It’s you pushing me.”
As the standoff sharpened, Chloe suddenly collapsed to her knees with a thud.
Her shoulders shook as she sobbed, voice broken.
“Sophia, it’s me who wronged you. But I truly have nowhere else to go…
Years ago, my parents gave up everything to save Mr. Miller. On their deathbeds, their only wish was that I wouldn’t starve.”
“If you hate someone, hate me. Don’t take it out on Ethan…”
Her tears spattered against the cold marble floor, a portrait of helplessness.
Ethan’s eyes softened with pity as he bent quickly to lift her up.
“Sophia Carter!”
He snapped his head up, fury flashing in his voice, laced with accusation.
“How can you be so cold-blooded to a girl with nowhere to go? Her parents once saved my father’s life. That debt, the Miller Family will never forget!”
I stood unmoved, looking down on the scene like an outsider, my face expressionless.
“Ethan, if your family wants to remember that debt forever, so be it. But tell me—what does that have to do with me?”
His lips parted, but no sound came. His face burned red with shame and frustration.