Drenched in Love

Chapter 3 He Tries to Run Her Over with His Car

Sophia did not know how she left the door from Vincent. She only knew that she had been laughing,

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She was a fool. How could she easily believe Vincent’s words? How could she be in prison for him for

five years? That child was five years old. He must have married Ella after she confessed her guilt and

went to jail.

No, maybe even earlier. Perhaps Vincent had long liked Ella, but he hadn’t broken up with her. After

Vincent ran over a person with his car, he let her go to prison for him, so the he could continue his

business and got married and had a child.

What a clever plan! Everyone was so clever, but she was stupid to believe his words!

Sophia finally stopped to look around.

She was still on the downtown streets of ST. The neon lights were on in the shops around, looking very

gorgeous. But the shops were mostly closed and the streets were much less crowded, with only a few

people and cars passing by.

Five years ago, she was the daughter of boss of the Carter Group, the beauty of the school, the top

student in teacher’s eyes. She got everything. Now, standing on the streets, she had no place to stay.

Sophia looked at the Bentley Continental stopped not far away. She remembered that her father

promised to buy one to her brother when he became an adult. She curled her lips and walked forward.

She didn’t know where to go, but she couldn’t stay on the road, so she had to go on. When she had

gone some distance, the Bentley Continental parked on the side of the road began to follow her slowly.

In the front was a crossroad. Sophia stopped at the roadside, waiting for the green light. The Bentley

Continental that followed her also stopped, right behind her.

Time passed, the number on the street lamp began to flash. There were still five seconds to go, the

Bentley Continental suddenly started.

Sophia heard the sound, subconsciously turned around, to see the black Bentley Continental with a

very fast speed to hit her. The distance was so short, while the speed was so fast that Sophia could not

avoid it.

The Bentley hit Sophia’s legs, and Sophia fell to the ground.

When Sophia thought she might be so dead, the Bentley Continental stopped, and she fell in front of it.

When she fell, she saw clearly the license plate number SA.521JQ in the middle of the car.

Sophia climbed up from the road and looked at the man sitting in the driver’s seat, frowning

There was a young man in the driver’s seat, with dark hair, cold face, clean white shirt, slender fingers.

The other parts of his body were blocked by the steering wheel.

The owner of the car hit her but did not get off. He just sat in the driver’s seat, wearing a seat belt,

holding the steering wheel, looking at Sophia.

Because it was in the night, and because of the reflection of the light, Sophia could not see the man’s

face, only felt his pair of eyes fall on her, cold, merciless.

In this moment, a thought suddenly occurred to Sophia’s mind: He hit her deliberately. This man sitting

in the Bentley tried to run her over with his car.

Sophia could not help but shiver.

The man took back his eyes, stepped on the accelerator, turned around and drove away from her.