Remarriage: My CEO Husband

Chapter 111 A Mysterious Voice

Of course, Adela didn't see the tears in Sophia's eyes at that time. She had to act naturally, turn around

and walk out of the guest room, murmuring, "Sophia, you defeat me."

In fact, Sophia felt very guilty for Adela. If what Bessie had said yesterday was that Adela had gone

abroad. Even facing Adela, Sophia couldn't tell the truth. At the thought of this, an apology welled up in

her heart.

For the whole night, when Sophia was chatting with Adela, she was absent-minded and looked at her

phone from time to time.

She sighed. There was no news of [ ] all day long.

"I know you don't live well here. Look, I haven't told you yet. Your face is full of sadness! Are you

worried about him! Tell me the truth! " Adela asked, but Sophia just shook her head.

The night was so quiet. There were only two people in the big loft, Sophia and Adela.

Even though the two of them kept talking and laughing, Adela still faintly felt that something was about

to happen.

The two of them didn't fall asleep until dawn.

When she woke up, she found Adela was still sleeping soundly on the sofa. Sophia didn't want to wake Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

her up.

Sophia picked up a cashmere blanket from the storage room and put it on Adela. Then she tiptoed out

of the house.

Something bad happened but Sophia didn't even have someone to confide in.

Depressed, she took a taxi to the hospital to see her mother.

In the ward, Sophia's mother was still dressed like that. Except for her temples which seemed to be a

little white, there seemed to be no other changes.

This time, when her mother saw Sophia, she did not shout, instead of unexpectedly comfortable.

The changes around Sophia made her feel at a loss. Sophia's mother seemed to know that Sophia was

coming. She slowly put down the brush and looked back. "You're here."

Stunned, she didn't know what to say. She nodded stiffly and replied awkwardly, "yes, I'm here."

"Sop, what do you think of my painting?"

Sophia's mother asked while appreciating it.

Tears welled up in Sophia's eyes. She wiped them quickly and sobbed, "it's so beautiful! How could you

not paint well! "

In an instant, Sophia's mother didn't know what irritated her or what. She pounded the table and

shouted with a smile, "this painting isn't drawn by me at all. Even if you are flattering me, you should at

least find out!"

In fact, she had already seen Sophia's mother's reaction. Sophia curled her lips and said, "then mom's

painting must be bigger and better than this one."

"Andrew is a nice boy."

Sophia's mother whispered in a low voice, but Sophia heard it clearly. If she hadn't seen it with her own

eyes, she would have believed that there was really a ghost in the world.

But the voice was exactly the same as Sophia's mother's. undoubtedly, it was Sophia's mother was

talking

But when Sophia came to her senses, Sophia's mother was still the same, not thinner or fatter at all.

"Mom, what do you mean?