Evan was looking at the medical records. Hearing Charlotte's words, he was momentarily stunned but quickly regained his composure, "She got drunk."
"Drunk?"
Getting drunk and coming to the gynecology department?
Charlotte wanted to say more, but Evan handed her the medical records and gave her some instructions before walking back to his office.
When she looked towards the gynecology clinic again, Sophia was no longer there, so Charlotte let it go.
The doctor prescribed an ointment for Sophia and advised her to rest well and avoid intercourse for the time being.
Sophia, feeling embarrassed, nodded with a red face.
Thinking about how they hadn’t used any protection during their encounters, Sophia bit her lip and asked, "Doctor, how long does it take to detect pregnancy?"
The doctor looked up at her, "When was your last period? Is it regular?"
"It's quite regular, on the 28th of every month."
"You still have a few days. If you miss it this month, buy a pregnancy test kit from the pharmacy. If you see two lines, come to the hospital for a checkup."
Sophia sighed in relief, "Okay, thank you."
Leaving the hospital, Sophia planned to go home and catch up on sleep.
It was the weekend, and at noon, she waited for a long time but couldn’t find a taxi.
Just as she was about to use her phone to call a ride, Evan’s car appeared in front of her.
From the back seat, Charlotte rolled down the window to greet her, "Miss Lancaster, what are you doing here?"
Sophia ignored her, looking at Evan in the driver's seat. Their eyes met briefly before she quickly looked away.
"Miss Lancaster?" Charlotte called again.
Sophia lazily turned to her, "What is it?"
"Have you eaten yet? Evan and I were just about to grab lunch. Would you like to join us?"
Sophia's eyes chilled at her words.
Charlotte’s implication made it seem like they were a couple.
Thinking it over, Sophia suddenly strode to the passenger seat, opened the door, and got in. Looking straight ahead, she said, "Mom and Dad want us home for lunch."
Charlotte frowned in displeasure.
She had convinced Evan to have lunch with her to make up for the one Sophia had ruined. How coincidental that Sophia appeared again?
Forcing a smile, she said, "Miss Lancaster, Evan has surgery this afternoon. I’m afraid he won’t have time..."
"Evan, drop me off at home," Sophia interrupted Charlotte.
Even if they had argued, she wouldn’t give another woman the chance to get close to him. Otherwise, what was the point of everything she endured last night?
"Get out," Evan said in a deep voice.
Charlotte's smile turned smug.
She knew that Evan always prioritized work and never made exceptions for anyone. She didn’t think Sophia warranted an exception either.
She was about to offer some "comfort" to Sophia when Evan spoke again, "Charlotte, get out."
Charlotte's smile froze but quickly turned into a gracious one. "Alright, I’ll go wait at the restaurant. You can drop Miss Lancaster off first."
With that, she got out of the car.
Evan said nothing and drove off.
In the car, Sophia’s face remained expressionless. Those who knew her would recognize this as a sign of her anger.
Thinking about what he did last night and Charlotte’s earlier words made her feel even more upset.
"Drop me off at the corner. Charlotte is waiting for you," she said, her voice tinged with an unrecognized bitterness.
Evan, not one to pick up on emotional nuances, interpreted her tone as indifference to him being with another woman. His face darkened.
"You really don’t want to be with me that much?"
"No, isn’t she waiting for you?"
Truthfully, she wanted to lash out at Charlotte, really tear into her.
But considering the harsh words she had spoken last night, she refrained. Plus, if Evan sided with Charlotte, she would look foolish.
Evan pursed his lips and silently accelerated.
Sophia couldn’t tell if he was angry. He always wore the same cold expression, but she assumed he was in a hurry.
Yet, she was still angry.
His actions last night had been too much. If it weren’t for encountering Charlotte, she had planned to avoid him for a while.
They drove in silence, each lost in their thoughts.
When they arrived home, Sophia got out without a word, heading to the elevator. She was surprised when Evan followed her in.
She glared at him, "Aren’t you going to eat with Charlotte?"
Evan gave her a sidelong glance, "When did I say I was eating with her?"
Sophia paused, a surge of unexpected happiness rising within her.
"Oh," she murmured softly, then added with a mix of frustration and stubbornness, "But she said she was waiting at the restaurant..."
"Let her wait if she wants."
"…"
Suddenly, she felt a bit sorry for Charlotte.
Unbeknownst to Sophia, the lunch was actually a department gathering for cardiothoracic surgery. Evan's attendance wasn’t necessary, but Charlotte had asked for a ride, claiming she had no car.
Since it was on the way, he had agreed to drop her off and then planned to return home to check on Sophia.
Regretting his actions from the previous night, he glanced at her, "Does it still hurt?"
Sophia didn’t understand immediately.
Following his gaze, she blushed and chose to ignore him.
Ding~
The elevator doors opened, and Sophia quickly walked out.
Mrs. Lancaster was surprised to see the couple and asked several questions in quick succession. Once assured they were just there for a meal, she sighed in relief.
"You should’ve called ahead if you were coming for lunch. Now where am I supposed to get groceries?"
Sophia, remembering her lie about going home for lunch, avoided looking at Evan. "It's okay. I just wanted to eat spaghetti."
Mrs. Lancaster scolded her for being inconsiderate and then asked Evan, "Evan, you stay here. I’ll go buy some groceries."
"No need to trouble yourself. I’m just here to have spaghetti with her today."
Sophia marveled at how her scholarly husband was covering for her lie.
Mrs. Lancaster asked a few more questions before heading to the kitchen to cook spaghetti.
In the living room, Mr. Lancaster chatted with Evan about work, leaving Sophia feeling bored.
She went to the kitchen, "Mom, let me help."
Mrs. Lancaster gave her a disapproving look, "Be honest with me, did you have a fight with Evan?"
"No."
"You say no, but you always respond too quickly when you lie!"
Sophia: "..."
Mrs. Lancaster sighed, "Evan is a good kid, and he’s busy with work. Don’t be unreasonable."
"Mom, who’s your child here?" Sophia pouted, thinking she must never let her mother know that Evan did all the housework. Otherwise, she would get another lecture.
