Chapter 142

Ryan's POV I was in the middle of wrapping up a call when the door to my office swung open without warning. The moment I turned and saw Sophie standing there, my jaw clenched involuntarily. "What are you doing here?" I asked coldly, not bothering to hide my irritation. She ignored my tone completely, sauntering toward my desk with that practiced walk of hers. The takeout bag in her hand made a soft thud as she set it down and began unpacking what I recognized as food from our old favorite spot. "I brought lunch from Angelini's," she cooed, her voice dripping with manufactured sweetness. "Remember how we used to go there every Friday?" Her overwhelming perfume hit me like a physical force - that same cloying scent she'd worn since college. Before I could stop myself, I sneezed violently. "See? You're not taking care of yourself," she said, reaching across my desk. Her fingers intentionally grazed the back of my hand. "What would happen if you got sick? Who would take care of you?" I sto