Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 477

Sophia saw a woman hurrying away when she emerged from the restroom. She took another glance and realized it was Beatrix.

At the recollection of that night, she raised her brows before looking away and returning to Claudius.

Upon arriving back at her seat, she looked at Claudius' face and asked with a smile, "Who upset you?"

Claudius looked up to return her gaze. "There was a woman talking nonsense earlier."

"It was Beatrix, wasn't it? She used to be Samuel's fiancée, but not anymore. He called off the engagement."

"Mm," Claudius grunted in response, clearly not intending to continue discussing Beatrix. "Shall I send you back to the office?"

Sophia had a meeting later that afternoon, so she nodded at his offer.

After getting the bill, the couple left the restaurant.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the lobby of Odyssey.

Holding an umbrella, Claudius emerged from his side of the vehicle and walked over to Sophia's. He opened the door for her and waited patiently as she got out of the car.

Claudius walked her to the entrance.

As it was lunch break, there were not many people at the entrance. Sophia turned to him. "I'm going in, then."

Claudius nodded. He stood there and watched as Sophia's silhouette diminished in the distance. Only after she disappeared did he turn around, walk through the fine spray of mist, and return to his car.

Claudius did have matters to attend to for returning to the country. Over the following two days, they were both kept busy with their respective obligations.

However, Sophia had been leaving the office on time to return to the mansion. Since that night, things felt as if they had gone back to the way they once were.

Three days flew by in the blink of an eye. Claudius had been back for a week and was scheduled to fly back to Moranta the following day. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The pair was reluctant to say goodbye on the eve of his departure.

Though there were still many things that Claudius could not recall, he had regained fragments of memories from the past couple of days spent with Sophia.

Memories of their time spent together occasionally surfaced in his mind, but he did not share any of them with her.

Once he returned to Moranta, Claudius planned to undergo a check-up to see if there was any improvement to the blood clot in his brain.

Sophia noticed Claudius watching her after she hung up the phone. Her eyes crinkled, and she rested her chin in her hand as she returned his gaze, looking him deep in the eyes.

It was in this manner with which Sophia smiled while the pair sat in silence.

After several seconds, Sophia went over and wrapped her arms around his neck. She looked up to meet his gaze and caressed his eyelids. "I will only run Odyssey for you for another year."

"Fine."

Claudius already had somebody investigate the matter pertaining to Odyssey.

Despite what he used to think, he never considered taking Odyssey back even if he regained his memories, although he had to take care of business there within a year.

However, within the short span of a week, he was already having second thoughts about returning to Moranta.

Sh*tty food. Sh*tty people. Everything is sh*tty there.

Claudius looked at Sophia, and his gaze softened. He held her face in his palms, his fingers grazing her cheeks, and leaned in.

Sophia watched him lean closer and closed her eyes.

As they had both taken a shower, the scents of their shower gels mingled and became indiscernible.

The thought of parting the following day was an unpleasant one. Nobody spoke, but the room felt as if it was filled with noise.

In her daze, Sophia opened her eyes slowly. Her heart gave a lurch when she saw that he was above her.

She had not felt reluctant since coming into adulthood, but she felt as if she was transported back in time when a sense of unwillingness for Claudius to leave arose within her.

Sophia retracted her arms that were around him. "Stay with me, please?"

Her voice, meek as a kitten's, reached his ears. Like a vine, it wrapped tightly around his heart.

Claudius did not speak. Instead, the rhythm of his hips, with its increasing urgency, conveyed everything.

It finally ended two hours later. Exhausted, Sophia collapsed in Claudius' arms.

He carried her into the bathroom. Having overexerted herself, Sophia was completely limp. Only by leaning her entire weight against Claudius did she manage to remain upright.

Claudius held Sophia with one hand and turned on the shower with the other. The warm stream of water fell from both their heads. Sophia fidgeted. She tipped her head back and watched his Adam's apple bob, then instinctively reached out to touch it.

Her fingers had merely grazed him, but Claudius felt as if he had been electrocuted. Shuddering imperceptibly, he lowered his head and gazed deep into her eyes until he managed to quell his earlier

impulse.

Sensing his reaction, Sophia smiled wickedly and lifted her finger that had been on his Adam's apple before tapping it again.

Claudius could not bear the torment any longer. Grabbing Sophia's wrist, he looked down at her helplessly. "Quit messing around!"

His voice was attractive in its hoarse urgency. Sophia felt her scalp tingle as if something had grazed it.

The warm cascade continued streaming down her hair. Sophia felt her cheeks becoming increasingly hot. She could not tell if the heat was coming from the water or her scalding cheeks.

She looked up at him. Her eyes, misty from the shower, twinkled and tormented him to such an extent that he could bear it no longer. Bending down to kiss her, he grabbed her by the waist and pressed her against the wall.

When Sophia's arm touched the tiles, the sudden coldness caused a whimper to escape her lips.

Claudius held her from behind. His chin was pressed onto her shoulder. While kissing her cheeks, he commanded softly, "Lower. Good girl."

Sophia's mind went blank when she heard those words. She became rooted to the spot.

Suddenly, his large hands gripped her waist and forced her down with the slightest exertion of force. Sophia groaned.

Their breathing grew labored. Even the cascade of the shower could not drown out their amorous cries.

Half an hour had passed by the time Sophia emerged from the bathroom in Claudius' arms.

This time, she was completely limp. Upon being placed in bed, she was so weak that she did not even have the strength to pull the quilt over her.

Claudius gave an uncharacteristic chuckle when he saw her before helping her with the quilt.

The low rumble of his amusement tickled her ears. Her pink cheeks grew scarlet once more.

Claudius gazed down at her blushing cheeks and felt his heart grow tender. He caressed her cheek with his finger, then leaned over to plant a kiss on her forehead. He studied her for a while with his beady eyes. "Sleep," he said gently.

Sophia was exhausted. She blinked at him and fell asleep almost immediately after.