Chapter 366
Sylvia Laurent knew Sophia Sullivan lived in this building.
But she never expected them to be direct neighbors.
No wonder her son's apartment showed no signs of a woman.
They lived so close.
They could move in together anytime.
A date was just two steps away.
Why would he leave evidence for her to find.
Sylvia studied Sophia.
From head to toe.
Sophia was equally surprised.
This woman leaving the professor's apartment.
Was the wealthy lady from her tea class.
What was her relationship with Professor Laurent?
Alexander Laurent hurried out after her.
Mom, you forgot your bag.
Mom.
Sophia was stunned.
Silence fell among the three.
The atmosphere turned awkward.
Sylvia's gaze was critical and inspecting.
Sophia sensed her hostility.
Alexander recovered first.
He introduced them.
Mom, this is my neighbor, Sophia Sullivan.
Sophia, this is my mother.
Sylvia nodded with a faint, ambiguous smile.
Her eyes were probing.
Sophia offered a slight smile.
She greeted her calmly and politely.
Hello.
And that was it.
Sylvia was taken aback.
This girl made no effort to charm her future mother-in-law.
Just a simple hello.
No sweet talk.
No affectionate gestures.
Not even a proper smile.
Sophia recognized the dislike.
She didn't understand why.
But she saw no need to force warmth.
She had tried hard with Victoria Roscente for six years.
All she got was humiliation, curses, and discord.
After the breakup, she realized.
You can't make everyone like you.
And you shouldn't force yourself to like everyone.
It's okay to face dislike.
And to allow yourself to dislike others.
Clearly, she and Mrs. Laurent weren't meant to get along.
Basic courtesy was enough.
Professor, I won't disturb you both.
Goodbye.
She smiled and closed her door.
Sylvia's eyes widened.
She was still here.
And the door was shut.
Alexander began to close his door too.
Aren't you leaving?
How dare you shut the door before I'm gone!
Sylvia raised her voice.
Alexander looked puzzled.
The heat will escape if I leave it open.
Tell the driver to go slow on the way back.
The roads are slippery with snow.
He handed her the bag, closed the door, and went inside.
Sylvia was so angry she nearly stomped her heel through the floor.
Both of them.
Her own son was worse than useless.
Sophia's foot was almost healed.
She planned to go to the hospital for a check-up.
She just stepped out with her backpack.
And ran into Alexander.
Where are you going?
The hospital for a follow-up.
They went downstairs and crossed the street together.
Sophia went to the garage to get her car.
She was still unfamiliar with the new vehicle.
She almost scraped the car next to hers while pulling out.
Alexander warned her just in time, avoiding a collision.
She had only driven a short distance after buying it yesterday.
He had parked it in the garage for her.
Sitting in the driver's seat, she awkwardly rubbed her nose.
She hadn't driven much since getting her license.
Alexander locked his car and walked to the passenger side.
He opened the door and got in.
Sophia was confused.
Alexander explained.
I don't trust you driving alone with your skills.
I'll accompany you to the hospital as practice.
Sophia was tempted.
She felt nervous driving alone.
Having an experienced driver beside her helped.
But aren't you busy?
Alexander said he wasn't rushing any projects this week.
Sophia overlooked one thing.
If he wasn't busy, why was he in the garage getting his car?
The road to the hospital had many intersections.
She slowly got used to it during the red light buffers.
She drove very carefully.
Alexander guided her from the passenger seat.
He reminded her to use turn signals and check mirrors.
His patience was evident.
Sophia changed lanes several times without checking the blind spot.
It was very dangerous.
Alexander held his breath, his tone serious.
Don't ever do that again.
Sophia quickly apologized.
At the next intersection, she almost forgot again while changing lanes.
Sophia.
She only reacted after his reminder.
Alexander sighed softly.
Can you remember now?
Yes.
Sophia nodded.
She prepared to be scolded.
But he only said her name sternly.
The professor's temper was truly too good.
At the hospital, the doctor ordered tests.
The results came out at eleven-thirty.
It was the attending physician from her previous hospitalization.
No major issues.
Just avoid jumping to prevent re-injury.
Get plenty of rest and eat light foods.
No medication was prescribed.
Sophia pointed to a spot near her ankle.
Is it normal for this area to feel sore when pressed?