Chapter 376 His Wife is the Best Person in the World
Sophia was both amused and exasperated by his ridiculous logic. She even wanted to crack open his head to see what on earth he was thinking.
"Who told you that living together for a long time will definitely lead to romantic feelings?"
No matter what Sophia said, Finnley stuck to his own idea. "My wife is so beautiful, how could he not have any feelings for you?"
In his eyes, Sophia was the most adorable and likable woman in the world.
Sophia covered her face with her hands, laughing uncontrollably. "You think I'm beautiful, but others might not think so."
How could he be so cute?
Who said being pretty means everyone will like you?
Finnley knelt on the keyboard, feeling his legs pressing against the sharp-edged keys, sending waves of pain through him, yet his expression remained unchanged.
He looked at Sophia tenderly, truly believing his wife was the best person in the world.
Even if Matthew liked her, it would be perfectly normal.
When Sophia had laughed enough, she looked at him while holding back her laughter. "Alright, get up."
Finnley was stunned. "You forgive me?"
Sophia shook her head. "No, if you want to kneel, go kneel somewhere else. Don't kneel in front of me."
Finnley's eyes lit up as he quickly stood up from the floor, his eyes overflowing with joy.
Sophia felt sorry for him...
As soon as this realization emerged, it expanded infinitely in his heart, finally turning into brilliant fireworks that exploded in his mind.
He smiled and moved closer to Sophia, pulling her tightly into his arms, saying softly, "Sophia, I love you, so very much..."
He didn't know what other people's love looked like. He only knew his love was possessive, a crazy obsession.
He would do whatever it took to keep her by his side.
His treasure should belong to him alone.
He wouldn't allow anyone to peek at or covet her.
Sophia gently patted his back, still feeling she couldn't forgive him so easily.
Her bright eyes rolled, and suddenly she parted her lips and bit down on his shoulder.
Feeling a tingling sensation on his shoulder, Finnley couldn't help but let out a low hum.
Not from pain, but from the ticklish feeling.
Sophia hadn't bitten down hard, so it didn't hurt at all.
He was only wearing a thin summer shirt, and the moment Sophia's teeth came down, it felt like countless electric currents ran through his body, flowing to all his limbs.
He heard a clear, pleasant voice by his ear, with a hint of amusement and teasing. "Matthew already has someone he likes. He still keeps that woman's photo in his wallet."
Finnley's back stiffened, and his eyes brightened even more. "Are you serious?"
Matthew has someone he likes?
How come he'd never heard about this before?
Sophia nodded firmly, her tone certain. "Really, it happened a long time ago, probably during high school."
During that time, Matthew was very unusual. Even though he was such a cold person, the corners of his mouth would unconsciously curve up.
Matthew would space out from time to time, smiling to himself like a fool.
But not long after, Matthew became even more quiet and withdrawn, his personality growing increasingly gloomy.
He probably had a fight with that girl, or maybe they broke up?
Anyway, from that time until now, aside from her, no other woman had gotten close to Matthew.
Although Matthew never said anything, she knew he was probably still waiting for that girl to come back.
"I see, so I misunderstood him?"
The gloom in Finnley's heart instantly disappeared completely, and he couldn't stop the corners of his lips from rising.
He might as well have "I'm so happy" written on his face.
There was no trace of his former ability to hide his emotions.
Sophia nodded emphatically. "Yes, big misunderstanding. Now go away, don't hug me."
Her tone was full of disdain.
Finnley buried his face deep into Sophia's neck and nuzzled it, his actions full of affection.
"No."
Even if he was stupid, he knew he couldn't let go of Sophia at this moment.
If he made Sophia angry, he'd be the only one suffering in the end.
"I was wrong." Finnley apologized seriously.
Sophia cupped his face and looked him in the eyes. "I'll give you one last chance. Tell me what you did wrong."
Finnley opened his mouth without hesitation. "I shouldn't have accused Matthew of having improper thoughts about you without investigating first."
As he said this, he lowered his eyes, not daring to look into Sophia's eyes.
His guilty look was like a elementary school student who had done something wrong, waiting for the teacher's judgment and punishment.
But Sophia wasn't planning to let him off so easily and continued to press. "Then let me ask you, what exactly is the relationship between Matthew and me?"
A hint of grievance flashed across Finnley's usually expressionless face.
"A pure relationship between senior and junior."
"Good that you know. If there's a next time..." Sophia clenched her small fist and waved it in front of him, threatening in a low voice.
Finnley quickly grabbed her hand in his palm and brought it to his lips for a gentle kiss.
"There won't be a next time, I promise."
"I'll forgive you this time." Sophia raised her chin proudly.
Finnley immediately leaned in, nuzzling her fair and tender cheek. "Thank you Sophia, Sophia is so good..."
Like a dog acting cute with its owner.
Finnley's short hair brushed against Sophia's cheek, causing a ticklish sensation.
Sophia pushed him away with disdain. "Hurry up and put away the keyboard. Do you want to keep kneeling?"
Only then did Finnley reluctantly let go of Sophia and put the keyboard back in its box.
Looking at the sharp-edged keyboard keys, with his knees still throbbing faintly, he cursed Chase several times in his heart.
Of all things to give, why a keyboard?
Fortunately, Sophia was understanding and couldn't bear to make him kneel that long.
Otherwise, his legs would be useless the next day.
When he knelt down earlier, Finnley had discovered this wasn't a real keyboard at all.
It was the kind specifically made for kneeling on - more accurately, it was a model.
None of the keys could actually be pressed down.
Finnley gritted his teeth. Chase... very good.
He'd remember this.
Far away in the top floor office of the White Group, Chase suddenly felt his nose itch and sneezed.
He rubbed his nose and glanced toward the air conditioner.
The temperature wasn't low, so why did he sneeze?
Chase thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out why.
Chase shook his head helplessly and threw himself back into his work.
Just then, someone knocked on the office door, and a subordinate walked in.
"Chase, the matter you asked about has been taken care of, but someone beat us to it."
Chase paused his pen while signing documents and looked up in confusion. "Someone beat you to it? Who? Did you find out?"
The subordinate shook his head. "There's no surveillance in that alley, and they cleaned up very thoroughly, leaving no traces."
Chase pondered for a moment, then waved his hand. "Forget it, whoever it was, as long as we achieved our goal."
Whoever did the beating, it was enough to make Hayden suffer.