Chapter 2437

Memories, now faded and patchy as an old photograph.

Sophia lingered a bit longer, her hot chocolate now completely cold, before finally standing up.

Returning to the studio, she pushed open the office door and walked in, her

melancholy still painted across her face, when her eyes met with the man sitting in her office chair.

Jason was leaning back, idly twirling a pen in his hand, his face expressionless as he looked at her. "Where have you been?"

Probably due to his unique family circumstances, Jason had grown up somewhat isolated, developing a cold and distant demeanor. He often wore a stern face, his expression unreadable.

Others might fear him, but Sophia never did.

Today, however, she was scared.

She felt like a child caught in wrongdoing, a mix of guilt and nervousness washing over her.

It wasn't just his consistent, warm care that reminded her of a paternal figure, but also a certain authoritative presence he wielded.

Despite her fear, Sophia decided to be honest. "I went to see Robin."

In an instant, Jason's eyes darkened, his tone emotionless as he asked, "He

came to apologize, thinking he still loves you?"

Sophia bit her lip, "Yes!"

"Did you soften?" Jason's voice was low and gravelly.

His hand holding the pen paused mid-air, suddenly anxious, fearing Sophia's next words would be, "I'm sorry, I still love Robin. I've decided to go back to him."

If she said that, he was sure he'd lose his mind.

Sophia's face changed for a

moment before she quickly said, "How could I? After his betrayal, and knowing all the filthy things he's done, how could I ever be with him again?"

Jason visibly relaxed, the pen spinning in his hand, "Come here!"

Sophia walked towards him and, just as she reached the desk, he grabbed her

hand and pulled her onto his lap.

Sophia let out a yelp, instinctively

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trying to stand, but he held her waist tight, leaning her against the desk and took off his glasses before kissing her without hesitation.

It was swift, leaving no room for Sophia to think or struggle.

Sophia's breath hitched, she dared not move, her eyes wide as she stared at the ceiling.

Robin's words flashed through her mind. Did her fading feelings for him have something to do with Jason?

The man kissed her urgently, his fingers gripping her chin, forcing her mouth open to deepen the kiss.

Gradually, Sophia's thoughts

scattered, her hands clutching the fabric of his shirt, not resisting but following his lead, overwhelmed by his possessive fervor.

Their intimacy accelerated her heartbeat and stirred unfamiliar emotions, growing uncontrollably wild.

After a while, they paused, Sophia catching her breath in his arms, whispering, "Are you still mad?"

Jason's hand cradled the back of her head, his voice husky, "Don't see him again!"

"Hmm, I won't," Sophia murmured, leaning her head against his shoulder.