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Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 84
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Chapter 84

Finley frowned handsomely, and Sofia didn’t intend to accept the flowers he sent out.

He chuckled, took the bouquet and threw it directly into the trash can aside, then looked at Sofia coldly,

while grabbing her left wrist: “Let’s go!”

Sofia almost stabbed the pen she held in the other hand, but endured it, and gently placed the pen in

the nurse’s hand.

The little nurse was dumbfounded, and Finley dragged Sofia out of the ward.

He wasn’t going to let Sofia wander outside of his control this time, it would be most appropriate to lock

her up.

Sitting in the car, Justin saw Finley almost pulling Sofia over from a distance, his brows twitched

fiercely, good guy, is Mr. Stwart going to be tied directly?

Sofia was dragged by him, her steps stag gered slightly.

Justin hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door.

Finley pushed Sofia in first, a little rough, Sofia had just recovered, and almost fainted from the fall.

Finley came in after him and sat next to her.

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Sofia still wanted to struggle to get out of the car, she didn’t

know what Finley was going to do to her, and she knew that.

up.

Her angry body trembled slightly, she gritted her teeth and stared at Finley: “Mr. Stwart, you are

breaking the law!”

Finley sneered, and looked at Sofia lightly: “I’m the president of a big company in NY, who are you?”

“murderer?”

“Who do you think the public opinion will be towards?”

Sofia’s body froze there.

“Justin, go to Sierra Villa!”

Justin hurriedly stepped on the accelerator and moved forward. He stepped on the accelerator a little

too hard, and Sofia was not wearing a seat belt. She couldn’t sit still and fell on Finley’s body, pressing

her hand where it shouldn’t be.

Sofia’s face froze in an instant, and she quickly got up and moved away, feeling that Finley was her

beast.

Finley’s complexion became brighter, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists.

He turned his face away to look at the street scene not far

away.

Neither of them spoke, but there was a brief moment of

peace.

It was the first time in more than three years that they sat

in a car so quietly, each thinking about their own concerns.

It was Finley who broke the silence first, and he said slowly: “Sofia, be more obedient, I will not pursue

our previous past.”

“The property title of Sierra Villa is written in your name, it is your private property, and you can live

there as long as you want.”

“I will not limit your career either. I will help you with plastic surgery first, treat your left hand, and do

rehabilitation. When you are almost recovered, I can fund the establishment of a design company, and

you will be the legal representative of the company.

“In short, I will give you what Brian can give you, and more, as long as you are obedient.

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obedient? He has done so much just because he thinks her toy is very fun, and now he wants to draw

something new.

Yes, treat the enemy’s daughter as his own toy.

He broke off her limbs and turned her into his marionette, which was fun, right?

Sofia looked down at her left hand.

The glove on her left hand was lost somewhere, and she slowly rubbed the swollen knuckles with bony

spurs on the fingers of her left hand, like the claws of a vulture.

The hatred in Sofia’s eyes gradually disappeared, replaced with a little bit of wronged red.

She whispered: “I want to go to the ancient street. Another thing I wanted to buy before, but Daisy and I

have no money, can you buy it for me?”

Finley turned his face away and looked at Sofia in disbelief. This was the first time she showed

weakness and asked him to buy something for her.

Not to mention three years later, even three years ago, she was still the eldest lady of the top wealthy

family in NY at that time, even the gems inlaid on the shoes were precious and genuine.

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