Drama Novel
Chapter 43
Chapter 43
Sophie’s pov
I know after I had Ash, my baby weight stayed a little. I still had hips and my breasts were vis ibly
bigger. My bottom also had more cushion in there.
And sure my hair was now dyed blonde but was that really a drastic change for Aiden to not realize that
it was me?
Did he find me now unattractive and didn’t want to acknowledge that he was once inside me? I guess
that was years ago but still…
Mila said I got even hotter after I had Ash, she called me a milf. Did she lie?
I groaned, dropping my head between my arms on the desk. This was torture. Why was even still
thinking about him? Why do I even care that he found me unattractive?
It’s not like I want him to acknowledge me or find me hot. Besides, he apparently had been busy getting
his cock wet in every willing hole. I should hate him, hell I should loathe him with my entire being.
What happened between me and him was in the past, I should stop thinking about it. I should stop
thinking about him altogether.
He’s been on my mind for hours and honestly, I was getting exhausted by my mind always plagued by
him more than usual.
Over those three years, I thought about him, and wondered if he was okay. But I was scared of
reaching out to him in jail, fearing he’d blast me and hate me even more.
Turns out, after three years, he forgot about me altogether.
I need a drink, I hadn’t tasted wine in a few months now. And now my tastebuds were cray ing the rich
liquid on my tongue.
I looked at the clock. It was twelve now. Lunchtime.
There was something better than wine at the moment I could drink and that was black cof
fee. I needed my brain to wake up from the fog of Aiden.
I called Bernard’s office and told him I was heading out for lunch and asked him if he needed anything.
“No, no you go ahead and have a good lunch, Sophie. Don’t worry about me, I’m not even hungry.”
When we cut the line, I made a mental note to bring some coffee for him too, and maybe some donuts
if there are any. Last time I was here, there was a tray full of glazed donuts that looked delicious.
Knowing that I was heading only to the staff canteen, I didn’t bother bringing my bag with me and just
headed out.
When I was near Lisa’s office door, she opens the door. “Where are you heading to Sophie?”
With my brows furrowed, I answered. “To the staff canteen, it’s lunchtime. Do you need any thing or are
you tagging along?”
She looked at me silently for a few then shook her head. “No, I have to help Bernard with a few of the
files. Just bring up some cupcakes for me please.”
“You want nothing to wash it down?” I asked and she shook her head. After a few more words I head to
the elevator.
I could feel her eyes on me the entire time I walked towards the elevator.
Lisa is acting a bit strange…. I shook my head.
Great, now my mind was convinced Lisa was acting differently just because she was looking at me. My
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Aiden’s pov
My office phone blares. I answered on the second ring.
“What?” I asked impatiently as I signed some important documents.
“Sir I just wanted to inform you that Sophie is just heading out for lunch,” Lisa said quickly through the
other line.
I placed the pen down and leaned back in my leather chair.
“Do you know where she’s having lunch?” I asked while fixing my hair.
I didn’t know why I was going to such lengths to look presentable in her presence.
“She’s heading to the staff canteen. She left just seconds ago.” Lisa informed.
“Is that so….” I drawled out.
“Thank you for informing me, Lisa,” I said and cut the line while my eyes sweep over to the clock
hanging on the wall.
Taking a little break won’t hurt. Especially if it pays off by making Sophie squirm in my pres ence. I was
making her uncomfortable and mad that I was not acknowledging her and I loved it.
A smirk crawls on my face as I rise from my chair and make my way to the door.
“Are you heading off to lunch Mr. Xavier? Did you not want me to order you some lunch like usual?”
Noel asked when I pace past her. Her eyes were red which led me to believe that she had been crying.
I rolled my eyes. Women expect too much from nothing.
“No need,” I said bluntly.