Did I hear that right? She wanted me to care for the man my wife was entangled with?
Sophie picked up knick-knacks, dusting them one by one. She never did housework.
Of course, when you're guilty, you pretend to be busy.
I scoffed. "So what happened today? Care to explain?"
"Ethan and his girlfriend were fooling around at the gym. She got spooked and left, so I took him to the hospital."
"Then why did you call him 'husband' and sign as his wife?"
Sophie's face darkened, her tone dripping with irritation.
"Don't you know? Without a close family member's signature, they can't operate on him."
I sneered.
Ethan was conscious and it wasn't a high-risk surgery - he could've signed himself. This excuse was flimsy at best.
Sophie must have seen the fury in my eyes, because she looked like she was ready to kill.
To say there’s nothing between them would be foolish.
"You think I'm an idiot? You two have been together all along, haven't you? Before or after the personal training sessions?"
Sophie paused, then suddenly started smashing everything on the coffee table.
"It's been a day and you still can't let it go? I've had a tiring day, and now I have to deal with you too!"