"Isn''t leaning on someone just another way of showing love? Anyway, I want to be with my brother every single day. I don''t want him marrying someone else."


    James chuckled at Sophie''s words. As the song came to an end, he gracefully stepped back from her.


    "Well, let me be the first to congratte you, Ms. Sophie, on your engagement. May it bring you lots of happiness."Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    "Thank you, Mr. James."


    Sophie nced around, trying to spot Gordon. When she finally saw him, she shed a bright smile at James. "It was great chatting with you! You should drop by more often when you''re free. I''ve got to run now!" "Sure thing."


    James watched as Sophie dashed away, suddenly feeling like his visit had been worthwhile.


    "Brother!"


    Sophie was running toward Gordon when a maid identally bumped into her, spilling red wine all over her dress. The ss shattered, and a shard nicked her shoulder.


    "Ouch!" Sophie gasped, sucking in a breath.


    A hazy voice, distant at first but growing clearer, echoed in her mind. It wasn''t quite real.


    ''Sophie! Bro! Wake up! You both need to wake up!''


    ''Sophie! Bro!''


    "Ms. Sophie, are you okay?" The maid looked rmed. "I-I''ll get you upstairs right away."


    "No, wait..." Sophie grabbed the maid''s arm, her voice tinged with anxiety. "Did you hear anything just now?"


    "Hear what?" The maid looked confused.


    "What sound?"


    "Like someone calling out, telling us to wake up..."


    "Ms. Sophie, are you alright? Please don''t scare me." The maid looked on the verge of tears.


    Realizing that the maid hadn''t heard anything, Sophie started second-guessing herself. Was it just in her head?


    "What happened? How did you get hurt?" Gordon had hurried over, his brow furrowed. The maid quickly exined, "Sir, it was my fault, I wasn''t careful..."


    "Less talk, more cleanup," Gordon said sternly.


    "Yes, sir."


    Gordon examined the cut on Sophie''s shoulder. "Let''s get you upstairs and cleaned up."


    As Gordon led her upstairs, Sophie insisted, "It''s just a scratch, really."


    Gordon stayed silent.


    "Brother, did you hear any voices earlier? I could''ve sworn I heard Harold calling us."


    Still no response from Gordon.


    "Brother, are you upset because I didn''t behave today?"


    At this, Gordon stopped walking. The second-floor hallway was so quiet, it felt like just the two of them were there.


    Seeing his silence, Sophie asked, "Are you really upset? Is it because I overslept or was too demanding about the gift?" When Gordon still didn''t speak, Sophie grew anxious and a bit hurt. "Brother, why aren''t you talking to me?"


    "Silly


    En Gordon finally said softly


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    "I don''t mind if you oversleep or you''re a bit demanding. I''m not upset."


    Relieved by his words and smile, Sophie exhaled. "You had me worried! I thought you were mad.”


    "From now on, take better care of yourself. Don''t get hurt anymore Gordon looked at the small cut on her shoulder and added, "Seeing you hurt makes me feel really sad."