Chapter 308

The maid placed a fresh bowl of oatmeal in front of me before quickly leaving the room. This time, before Sophia could say anything, I picked up the bowl and downed the oatmeal in just a few bites. Warmth spread through my stomach, easing the dull ache that had been lingering. When I finished, Sophia nodded in satisfaction and said in a gentle tone, "Joshua, as long as you eat and listen to me, I'll make it up to you." I remained silent. Half an hour later, she told me to take a shower. While I was in the bathroom, she called the maid to clean up the spilled oatmeal on the floor. That night, Sophia slept beside me. I shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Before long, I could hear her breathing steady, her body relaxing. The moment I was sure she had drifted off, my eyes snapped open. My gaze burned with fury as I stared at her. I had loved her once—so much that I had been willing to give her everything. But now, I hated her. I hated that she didn't love me, yet she kept m