Chapter 25
Sophia Sullivan held her phone.
The image of Ethan Roscente holding Isabella Langley's hand flashed before her eyes.
Her voice was calm. "Go to the hospital if you're sick."
"I'm not a doctor."
The call ended.
Without a moment's hesitation.
Ethan hurled the phone against the wall.
It shattered into pieces instantly.
Martha stood frozen.
It was her phone.
A sharp pain shot through his stomach.
Ethan gritted his teeth and went upstairs.
He slammed the bedroom door shut.
He refused to believe he needed her.
Martha looked at the broken phone.
She couldn't help but sigh.
Miss Sophia was such a good person.
The young master was truly foolish.
That afternoon, after finishing her cleaning, Martha knocked on the door.
There was no response from inside.
She shook her head and left.
Amelia Roscente drove to the Beverly Hills mansion.
She unlocked the door with her fingerprint.
"Brother? Mom wants you to meet Miss Clementson."
She dialed his number.
His phone rang in the living room.
He should be home.
She hurried upstairs.
"Brother? Are you in there?"
She knocked for a long time.
There was no movement.
Frowning, she called Martha.
"The young master never came out…"
"He looked very unwell…"
Amelia quickly found the spare key.
She pushed the door open.
Ethan was lying on the floor.
His face was deathly pale.
"Brother—"
The smell of hospital disinfectant was pungent.
Cold IV fluid dripped into his veins.
Ethan struggled to open his eyes.
"Water…"
Charlie Lowell quickly handed him a cup of water.
He moistened his cracked lips.
He shook his head, signaling to take it away.
"Ethan, you scared us to death."
"Suddenly fainting and ending up in the hospital."
Ethan scanned the hospital room.
Sebastian Evans and Julian Winston were both there.
Amelia looked worried.
Victoria Roscente had also come.
Only Sophia Sullivan was missing.
He gave a faint, bitter smile.
How heartless.
"What did the doctor say?"
Charlie cleared his throat. "A perforated ulcer…"
"From drinking too much…"
Amelia's eyes were red. "Brother, you almost gave me a heart attack…"
Victoria spoke with a dark expression. "Where is Sophia Sullivan?"
"She didn't even come when you're in the hospital?"
The room suddenly fell silent.
Ethan's face was expressionless.
Charlie and the others didn't dare to speak.
Sebastian said calmly, "They broke up."
Victoria frowned. "Is she still throwing a tantrum?"
Ethan interrupted coldly, "I was the one who ended it."
Victoria was stunned.
Amelia's eyes widened.
Victoria stormed out of the room.
She immediately called Sophia Sullivan.
She started yelling as soon as the call connected. "Who do you think you are?"
"My son favoring you was your good fortune!"
"How much money has he spent on you all these years?"
"He's sick now, and you're not rushing back?"
Sophia listened quietly.
She replied calmly, "I'm sorry."
"Your son is no longer any concern of mine."
She hung up and blocked the number.
She deleted his contact on WeChat.
She let out a long breath.
She had never felt so light and free.
Victoria listened to the busy tone.
She was trembling with anger.
When she called again, it was just a busy tone.
"How dare you, Sophia Sullivan!"
Henry Lorenz noticed the smile on her lips.
"Something good happen?"
Sophia shook her head. "Just resolved a bit of trouble."
Their study session at the library ended.
The sky had darkened.
The night breeze was cool.
The streetlights cast a dim glow.
Leaves rustled softly.
Henry looked at her profile.
He gathered his courage. "Can we have dinner together today?"
Sophia thought for a moment.
She really should thank him.
"I have food at my place."
"If you don't mind, would you like to try my cooking?"
Henry was taken aback.
"Your place?"
Sophia nodded. "It's very close."
"We can eat out if you prefer."
Henry quickly shook his head. "Home is good."
"Then I'll trouble you."