Chapter 16: I won't loose you

"Young Master," the driver said, his voice laced with concern, "shall I drive towards Madam? It's not good for her to stay under the rain for too long. She will get sick."

Liam's gaze remained fixed on Sofia, his eyes narrowing as he took in her helpless state.

"Bring the car around," Liam instructed, his voice firm but gentle.

The driver's face lit up with understanding, and he swiftly executed a U-turn.

As the sleek, black sedan glided toward Sofia, its headlights cast a warm glow, illuminating her vulnerable form

The car stopped in front of Sofia, its headlights casting a warm glow on the rain-soaked pavement. The driver opened the door, inviting her to enter.

"Come into the car, Madam," he said softly.

Sofia looked up, her eyes swollen from crying. She gazed at Liam, expecting some sign of remorse or regrate for his sudden heartless behavior earlier. But his face remained impassive, his eyes fixed on some point beyond her.

Why should she get in? Hadn't he already hurt her enough? Sofia's thoughts swirled as she sat there, unmoving. Her eyes locked onto Liam's, daring him to speak, to acknowledge his wrongs, to show some empathy.

The rain poured down, drumming against the car and creating a tense silence. Liam's eyes met Sofia's for a fleeting moment, and she thought she saw a spark of emotion flicker. But it was quickly extinguished, leaving his expression as unreadable as stone.

Sofia's heart hardened. She turned away, refusing to yield. The driver shifted uncomfortably, trying to intervene.

"Madam, please...you're getting soaked," he urged.

But Sofia remained resolute. Liam's silence was deafening, and she wouldn't be swayed by his sudden appearance. What did he want from her now?

As the standoff continued, the rain showed no signs of letting up. The driver glanced nervously at Liam, seeking guidance. But Liam's gaze remained fixed on Sofia, his expression unyielding.

The silence stretched out, heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. .

"Get in the car," Liam's cold voice sounded, startling Sofia.

She hesitated, looking up to gaze at him, but he was no longer sitting in the car.

Her brow narrowed in confusion.

Where did he go? she wondered.

Before she could process his disappearance, Sofia's eyes widened as she felt herself being lifted off the ground.

Liam's arms wrapped around her, carrying her indifferently towards the car.

She struggled, but he held firm.

Depositing her onto the plush seat.

Slamming the door shut behind her.

Sofia's heart raced.

Liam walked around the other side of the car. Opening the rear door.Sliding onto the seat beside her.

His expression remained impassive.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror.

Awaiting instruction.

Liam's voice came low and even."Drive."

The car glided forward. Into the night.

The silence between them grew thick with unspoken words, And unresolved emotions.

As they drove away, The city lights blurred.

Leaving Sofia trapped,Alone with Liam.

And her turbulent thoughts.

As the car glided through the night, Sofia wrapped her arms around herself, trying to shake off the chill.she was feeling cold.

She gazed out the window, her expression distant.

Liam's voice cut through the silence. "Turn on the heater."

The driver obeyed, and warm air began to circulate through the vents.

Sofia felt the warmth seep into her chilled skin.

The city lights gave way to the suburbs.

The car wound through familiar streets.

Sofia's thoughts remained lost. In her own world.

The car turned into the driveway of Liam's estate.

The gates swung open.

The car glided up to the mansion.

Sofia's gaze remained fixed outside,Unchanging.

Liam's eyes flickered towards her.Briefly.

The car stopped, Liam opened his door and Stepped out.

Sofia stepped out of the car, her bare feet making barely a sound on the lush, manicured lawn. She didn't bother looking back, her gaze familiar with the breathtaking estate before her. The shoes she had worn earlier now dangled carelessly from her hand.

Without a word, she padded towards the mansion, the cold ground beneath her feet a gentle caress. The night air was crisp, but Sofia barely noticed, lost in her own thoughts.

The beautiful iron doors, adorned with intricate carvings, swung open. Sofia walked in, her movements fluid and effortless, her bare feet silent on the marble floors.

The butler, accustomed to her presence, nodded discreetly. "Good evening, Miss."

Sofia nodded, her expression distant, and continued upstairs. Liam followed, his eyes never leaving her back.

The warm light of the estate enveloped Sofia, illuminating the familiar artwork and lavish furnishings. She climbed the stairs with ease, her gaze fixed on some point ahead.

Liam's gaze lingered on her, his expression unreadable. He knew every curve and contour of the estate, every hidden corner and secret passage. And he knew Sofia, knew her moods and her silences.

But tonight, something felt different.

Sofia reached the top floor and turned towards her room, the soft carpet muffling her footsteps. She pushed open the door, slipping inside with a quiet click.

The room enveloped her in its familiar warmth, the soft glow of her table lamps casting a golden light. Sofia closed her eyes, feeling the tension ease from her shoulders.

She dropped her shoes onto the plush rug, the sound barely audible. Her hands rose, releasing the clip that held her hair, letting it cascade down her back.

With a sigh, She padded across the room, her bare feet sinking into the luxurious carpet. She stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out into the night.

The estate's grounds stretched out before her, a sea of shining lights. Sofia's thoughts drifted, her reflection staring back from the glass.

Liam's presence lingered in her mind, but she didn't dwell on it. Instead, she let the silence wash over her, soothing her frayed nerves.

The room's tranquility enveloped her, a sanctuary from the world outside.

Tears fell silently from Sofia's eyes, like delicate raindrops on a moonless night. Her gaze remained fixed on the darkness outside, her thoughts adrift in a sea of sorrow.

For a while, she stood there, lost in the depths of her own emotions. The stillness of the room was her only solace, a refuge from the turmoil brewing within.

Finally, she turned, her movements mechanical, and made her way to the bathroom. The soft click of the door closing behind her echoed through the silence.

Sofia's legs felt weak, her body trembling beneath her weight. She grasped the edge of the marble countertop, holding onto it as if it were a lifeline.

The bathroom lights flickered to life, illuminating her reflection. Sofia's eyes, red-rimmed and puffy, stared back at her. Tears continued to fall, streaming down her face like rivulets of pain.

She felt fragile, like a delicate flower crushed by the weight of her own emotions. The exhaustion of the day, the tension with Liam.

Sofia's grip on the countertop tightened as she struggled to regain control. Her breathing slowed, but her heart continued to race.

With a quiet resolve, she reached for a tissue, dabbing at her tears. Her gaze never left her reflection, her eyes searching for a glimmer of strength.

But for now, vulnerability claimed her, and Sofia let the tears fall, surrendering to the emotions that had haunted her for so long.

After taking a shower, Shwrapped herself in a plush towel, feeling refreshed but still troubled by her earlier thoughts. She dried herself and slipped into a silk night wear.

The butler's voice echoed through the intercom, "Dinner is served, Miss."

Sofia made her way downstairs, hopping Liam to join her tonight, But when she entered, she found the table set for one as usual.

"Where is Liam?" Sofia asked the butler, her brow furrowing.

"The master will not be dining at the estate tonight, Miss," the butler replied, his expression neutral.

Sofia's eyes narrowed. "Where is he going?"

The butler hesitated before responding, "To meet an important person, Miss."

Sofia's face turned serious, Emilia's face flashing in her mind. Liam had said she was important to him, that he liked her. A pang of jealousy twisted Sofia's heart.

No, I won't lose you, Liam. You won't leave me. I won't let that.

Her thoughts swirled, dark and possessive. Sofia clenched her fist, her nails digging into her palm.