Watching Sophia Cloud's resolute turn, Harry Harrell couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He hadn't expected Sophia to be so stubborn, but it wasn't too surprising, after all, they had always stood on opposite sides before this.
"Do you really not want to know what you went through before?"
Hurriedly walking out of the coffee shop, Harry Harrell called out loudly to Sophia Cloud's retreating figure, perhaps hoping to take one last shot, which attracted quite a few gazes from the surrounding people.
Sophia's footsteps paused briefly, but in the next second, she quickened her pace again.
"Madam, you're back. You seem a bit upset; did something happen?"
Turner's mom heard the movement at the front door and immediately turned her gaze there.
At that moment, Sophia's complexion was very unsightly, and she walked to the couch and sat down slowly as if she were a marionette.
"I'm fine, Turner's mom. I just need to take a moment."