Chapter 186 I’m Too Tired To Move

Victor nodded and said no more. Madam Hemingway, however, asked, "Medical books are all very boring. How did you find them, Mr. Harris?" "So-so." Charles wiped the sweat from the wing of his nose, walked up to Sophia, and extended his hand toward her. "It's getting late. Shall we go back?" Sophia glanced at his hand and quickly looked away. She then stood up on her own and was just about to say something when Aunt Lucy's room door opened. "It's only nine o'clock. It's still early." Aunt Lucy walked out, wearing a smile on her chubby face once more. "Mr. Harris, you can't restrict her freedom even if you’re her boyfriend, right?" Charles said, “If this is a bar or KTV, then it’s still considered early. However, this is Dr. Hemingway’s house. Dr. Hemingway and Madam Davis still need to go to work at nine o’clock tomorrow. It won’t be appropriate for us to overstay our welcome." "You probably don’t know about our work-rest schedule, Mr. Harris," Aunt Lucy said belligerently, "We usua