The next day was the weekend, no work, and Nicholas Croft got up at eight.
He had worked until late at night, resting with a thin blanket on the chair, and slept uncomfortably with a stiff neck and body.
Rubbing his neck as he walked out of the study, he looked up and saw Sophie Foster already dressed sitting on the sofa, with a suitcase at her feet.
"Baby..." Nicholas frowned in confusion, and Sophie looked at him coldly and said.
"Let's eat and then we're going back to the villa."
Nicholas...
He thought she had changed her mind after being upset last night.
Nodding, he walked quickly to the dining table, ate breakfast, and after freshening up, he rested his hand on Sophie's shoulder seriously before leaving and asked, "Are you sure you want to go back and live there?"
Sophie looked at him coldly and said, "If we don't go back, how will we deal with the scoundrel?"
