My Sweet Wife

“Since it’s your family gathering, it’s not quite appropriate for me to go … right?” Sophie Sabastian was torn, in fact, she was afraid of The Cooper family’s people, “Or I’d better not go.”

Wilson freed a hand to hold her tightly and laughed, “sweetie, what’s wrong with that? You’re counted as one of our family too. And I’ll always be with you.”

Hearing Wilson say that warmed Sophie Sabastian’s heart.

“Good.” Since she decided to marry Wilson, she had to learn to accept his family.

The corners of Sophie Sabastian’s lips reluctantly curved, but a trace of strangeness crossed her heart.

Once she entered the station, Sophie Sabastian stepped on her high heels, accelerated her pace into the office, threw her bag onto her workstation, and sat down.

Viola caught sight of her and slid her soft chair over to Sophie Sabastian, “Sophie, how was yesterday? Was it good?”

“Not really!” Exasperated, Sophie Sabastian put her pen cap back on and flicked it at Viola’s forehead, “I drank so much yesterday, and you had the heart to leave me alone in the hotel!”

Viola wailed in pain, “You still have the nerve to say that, Sophie ah, when you get that drunk, no one can stop you, okay?”

“…”

Sophie Sabastian sheepishly, they say drinking is wrong drinking is wrong, she had a brain fart. It was only then that she had a few large glasses of white wine.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

This was great, this happened and she still didn’t know who the other person was!

“How … Sophie, there is really a situation ah? Yesterday the big guys all left, just you clamored for a hotel, shouldn’t …” Viola had a bad smile on her face, secretly poking Sophie Sabastian’s arm.

“Don’t be ridiculous! Step aside, I have work to do!”

Sophie Sabastian was distracted, all she needed to hear now was the word ‘last night’.

Where did she care what the other party’s identity was now, she didn’t even know who the other party was?

In the evening, Wilson really came to pick up Sophie Sabastian on time. Outside the parking lot of The Cooper family mansion, a black Maybach with unfamiliar license plate was already parked, the body was smooth and exuded a noble upper-class atmosphere.

Sophie Sabastian couldn’t help but be a little curious, “Wilson, uncle bought a new car?”

Wilson looked at it, “It should be my Uncle’s. Let’s go, go inside.”

The two of them walked along the garden path towards the main house, on the way Wilson received a text message, he glanced at the phone screen and subconsciously slowed down his pace.

Sophie Sabastian was oblivious and was just about to say something to Wilson after ringing the doorbell when she realized that he was a long way away from her, fiddling with his phone with his head down in a distracted manner.

“Wilson!” shouted Sophie Sabastian.

Wilson’s hands shook and he turned off his phone and walked over quickly, Sophie Sabastian snickered, “Too busy working to walk? Give me the phone, I’ll teach your assistant a lesson.”

“It’s okay, I’ll return an e-mail soon.” Wilson laughed and put the cell phone into his pocket, taking her shoulder with one hand, “Go inside.”

Only when she entered the house, Sophie Sabastian realized that the living room was bustling with activity, almost all of those people from The Cooper family were here?

Wilson brought Sophie Sabastian over to greet her, the relatives of The Cooper family looked at her with subtle eyes, Sophie Sabastian pretended not to see, bowed one by one and found a seat.

Dinner was soon ready, and the crowd rose to head to the dining room.

At that moment, a young man accompanied Old Cooper down from the second floor.

The man was wearing a shirt and suit pants, with his shirt sleeves pulled up to reveal lean arms.

His body was slender and tall, his thick two black eyebrows were sharp and stern, and his features were durable but with a cold flavor.