Chapter 75 The Woman Connected to Me is Sophie Allen

The two of them were very close.

Justin Battleson smelled that fragrance again, refreshing and invigorating.

The gloom in his heart instantly dissipated.

"Let go of me, I'm going to sleep." Sophie Allen's small white hands pressed down on the man's chest, trying to keep a distance from him.

But with the door behind her, she had nowhere to retreat.

The soft, sweet tone of her voice lingered in his ears, like spring breezes creating ripples on water.

"You can't unlock the door yourself, so don't try any more tricks, just sleep well." He let go of her, although his eyes were still intensely fixed on her.

Sophie felt like a puppet being manipulated.

Her comfort depended on his mood. If his mood changed for the worse, the consequences were unimaginable...

She felt like she had no voice.

"Uh-huh."

Agreeing with a nod, Sophie sidestepped past him and walked toward the bedroom.

She collapsed onto the mattress.