Revenge On My First Love

Chapter 215 Drake's Plan

At midnight, Sophia woke up dizzily. Usually, she didn't wake up at home at midnight. However, she

would use the bathroom at midnight whenever she stayed in Emma's place.

After leaving the bathroom, Sophia returned to her room but found the door had been locked. She

wondered if that was the wrong room.

Then she walked into the next room. This time, she opened the door and entered.

Before entering, Sophia looked around deliberately to ensure it wasn't Drake's bedroom.

In the room, Drake held his breath. This was the room that he had slept in the previous times. Although

Aria wanted to help him, he wasn't sure if Sophia would wake up at midnight and enter his room.

If she didn't, he would accept fate. However, if she did, that would be ideal.

When he heard the door open, Sophia entered. A smile curled the corners of Drake's mouth.

The light in the room was off, so Sophia only fumbled on the bed before sitting on it.

In a daze, she sensed something wrong as Aria's body shouldn't be like this. She seemed to touch a

man's body.

The next second, Drake dragged her into his arms and held her tightly.

Sophia sobered. "Drake?"

"You knew I was here but still entered. I wonder if you did it purposely," Drake whispered in her ear.

His voice was seductive, making her heart race.

"Let go of me."

"You've entered my room. How can I let go of you?"

"Drake Riley!" Sophia called his name through gritted teeth.

"Stay still. If you move, I can't guarantee what I'll do."

Sophia knew he meant what he said. She froze.

However, for some reason, Sophia was worried Drake might still do something to her even if she was

obedient.

When she found he was sleeping soundly, she finally relaxed and gradually fell asleep.

Suddenly, Drake snapped her eyes open. A smile touched his lips.

...

The following morning, Sophia was woken up by the voices of Emma and Aria outside the room.

Only then did she realize she was at Emma's place and had slept in Drake's room again.

Sophia couldn't help doubting if there was something wrong with Drake's bedroom. Or it was difficult for

her to explain why she always ended up sleeping here.

She tried to get up, but Drake pressed her down. "It's still early. Why don't you sleep in?"

"Go ahead to sleep in. I'm awake." Sophia had a slight migraine, wondering how she would explain to

Emma and Aria later.

"Really? All right. Let's go to the dining room for breakfast." Drake got up, put on his clothes, and left

the room.

Sophia sat on the bed, blushing scarlet.

'Let's go to the dining room for breakfast...' His words reechoed in her mind.

If she did so, others would know they slept on the same bed again the previous night.

Drake seemed to sense something. While buttoning his shirt, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Why don't you go downstairs first?" Sophia answered and dodged his gaze awkwardly.

Suddenly, Drake chuckled. "Are you shy? You are my wife. You need to face my mom and younger

sister sooner or later. Besides, you've known my mother long ago..."

"What are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about? Don't you want to marry me?"

"When did I tell you I'd marry you?" Sophia looked puzzled.

Drake suddenly approached her. Sophia suddenly felt tense, and her heart was thumping too hard that

it almost popped out of her chest.

"Admit it, Sophia. Whether you are willing or not, you must marry me."

Then he warned her, "Hurry up and put on your clothes. Or... Ah, right! Your clothes are not in my room.

It's alright. We can go out like this."

As he spoke, he held her hand and dragged her out of his room.

Emma and Aria had foreseen this, but they were still shocked when they really saw it.

Their inner voices told them that Sophia and Drake were a perfect match.

No one could fit each other so well as them.

Sophia cleared her throat and wanted to explain, but Emma asked, "Morning, Sophia. Breakfast is

ready. We're waiting for you guys."

Suddenly, Sophia was at a loss for what to say.

Drake took her to the bathroom. He took out a new toothbrush for her, squeezed toothpaste on it and

handed it to Sophia before doing the same things for himself.

Sophia stood still.

It was like an illusion in her eyes, making her feel they were married.

Drake started brushing his teeth. "Do you want me to brush your teeth? No problem. I'm skilled."

His words misled Sophia. She immediately picked up her toothbrush and brushed her teeth, her cheeks

rosy.

When she was little, she always brushed her teeth with her brothers. Unlike now, she was doing it with

Drake. An indescribable feeling surged in her heart.

When the two picked up the cups to rinse their mouths in unison, Sophia's face turned scarlet to her

ears.

She caught their reflections in the mirror and said, "Go ahead, Drake. I can wait."

"Isn't this bathroom big enough? Or do you want my mother and sister to wait longer?"

His words made sense.

Therefore, Sophia had to bite the bullet and rinse her mouth with him.

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Sophia blinked, wondering what was going on.

Drake reached out and wiped the foam off her lips.

His intense eyes were fixed on her.

Sophia suddenly forgot where she was and what she was doing.

She looked into Drake's eyes obsessively.

Drake smiled at her. "All right. Let's wash faces. If you kept staring at me like this, I might lose control

and kiss you."

Sophia immediately avoided his gaze and quickly washed her face.

Watching them walk out of the bathroom, Emma and Aria sat at the dining table, where breakfast had

been served.

"Seen it, Drake?"

Emma sat next to Aria, so Drake sat down next to Sophia naturally. He asked, "What?"

"Olivia Grant's son. He had a wild night with a woman last night, and the news had gone viral."

"Really? How hilarious!"

Drake elegantly munched the food as if he had nothing to do with that matter.

"Honestly, did you plan it?"

Drake answered with a faint smile, "Mom, you know everything well."

"I know. Olivia and you will be against each other one day. I cannot help you, but I fully support you no

matter what you want to do."

"Thanks, Mom."

While munching his food, Drake picked up a poached egg for Sophia. "Make yourself home, Sophia.

You are too slim. I didn't sleep well last night while holding you."

Sophia stared at him wordlessly.

Emma and Aria exchanged a smile.