Chapter 66 Let&##x27;s Meet Again Next Time

Sophie bit her lip. Not only did she have to endure the growing intensity inside her body, but she also
had to suffer the result of Rose scheming against her. She felt as if the pain was going to tear her
apart.

How could her Sophie end up like this? She lay there, feeling as if she had swallowed a bunch of
fireballs and her pores were swelling, already hot enough to explode.

She began to tear up her dress, revealing more and more skin, dazzling white under the light.

There was light footsteps on the soft carpet. The black shadow moved towards her until it enveloped
Sophie.

Sophie felt the loss of hope, staring at the person casting the shadow above. Her pupils dilated so
much as if they were about to crack.

“Miss Linder, do you need me to help you?” The man said lightly and cheerfully.

“You...why are you here?” Sophie's chest heaved heavily. “Get out!”

“Why can't it be me?” Timothy slowly squatted down. “Do you really want me to get out? I think you
need me very much now. How could you be willing to let me leave?”

“I don't need you at all. Get out!” Sophie shouted. “Get out of here.”

She was afraid that if she could not hold her control and she would pounce on him. If that happened,
everything would be over.

“Sophie, are you still so stiff after all this?” Timothy laughed as he mocked her. He lifted her chin with a
finger. “In a moment, I want to see if your mouth is hard or if your bones are hard!”



“How dare you!” Sophie's eyes were full of disgust towards him.

“Then open your eyes wide and take a good look at how I destroy your arrogance! Look at how you
beg me to love you!” Timothy’s tone was bold and forceful.

“Beast!” Rose's eyes reddened because of anger.

“I am a beast? You are soon going to beg the beast!” Being scolded by her made him even angrier.

“Hiss—" He waved his palm.

The shattered dress was even more ruined, but Sophie couldn't control her body as it became soft and
hot by the flame of desire inside of her.

“Don't—” Sophie screamed, panicking. “Timothy, please don't do this!”

“Then what should I do? Leave you the beautiful and attractive Miss Sophie aside – how could I do
that? Just let me treat you well.” Timothy's gaze lingered greedily on her collarbone.

“Timothy, you are going on a blind date with my sister. She is your girlfriend. How can you touch me? I
am her younger sister.” Sophie tried to reason with him.

“Nothing was decided between us yet. She’s not my girlfriend at all.” He snorted coldly.

“My parents will definitely facilitate this marriage. Marry her to you. She will not only be your girlfriend,
but also your wife. You can sleep and hold her however you want.” Sophie assured him.

“That's what's going to happen later, and now... this is just what I want.” Timothy smiled wickedly.

“Timothy, my elder sister is single now. If you touch her, it won’t matter, at most my parents will let you
be responsible and marry her to you. I am Sky’s wife. I have a husband. If you are disrespectful to me,



not only my parents, but even the Tanner family will not let you go. Make sure you think clearly.” Sophie
mentioned the Linder and the Tanner family to warn Timothy not to make the wrong choice.

“I thought it would be nice to get the elder sister if I can’t get the younger sister, but she left without a
problem. The younger sister stayed. It seems God already knew my thoughts and knew that the person
I really wanted is you, so he gave me such a surprise arrangement. How can I reject the love of God,
you see?” Timothy looked and took a deep breath. The fragrance from her moved him. “I want to try
Mrs. Tanner and see how delicious she tastes like.”

He has coveted Sophie for a long time and has used many methods to get close to her, but Sophie
always refused him, not giving him a chance. She even scolded him and said that it was truly wishful
thinking.

Sophie was pretentious and always satirized him.

Later, Sophie married Sky, which made him even unhappier. What was good about that sick man? How
come she got married to that sick man instead of him, Timothy?

Revenge gradually filled Timothy's heart, and here came the opportunity.

He must let her know how wishful thinking turned into reality.

Timothy stretched out his long arms, bypassing the back of her neck and under her knees, and picked
her up and walked to the big bed.

Sophie was terrified but had to weakly rely on him. “Timothy, I’m giving you one last chance and you
can still regret what you did. Otherwise, Sky will not let you off!”

“Do you dare to tell Sky about such a scandal? You’d only want to hide it. You shouldn’t force yourself;
your body will not be able to stand it. I feel bad.” Timothy put her on the bed and became a little



impatient.

Sophie wanted to struggle but did not have the power to. When Timothy pressed against her, the flame
in her body crushed the last bit of reason.

Timothy bent and grabbed the soft lips he had longed for, and began to plunder Sophie endlessly.

It was as if a century had passed and the stormed calmed…

Timothy got up from the bed contentedly, looking at the red marks on Sophie’s snowy skin with
satisfaction. “Sophie, wishful thinking turned into reality.”

Sophie sat on the bed and held onto the quilt tightly, wrapping her up. Her hair was messy and her
body was spotty. She was no more elegant as before.

Her eyes were red. “Timothy, I won't let you off!”

“I won't let you off, Mrs. Tanner. Let’s meet again next time—” Timothy said proudly as he wore his
shirt.

“No next time!” Sophie interrupted him sharply.

“You will, how can your sick husband satisfy you. Am I not stronger than him? You were very
enthusiastic towards me just now.” Timothy mocked Sky endlessly. He pointed to the scratches on both
sides of his ribs. “You see, this is proof of your love for me.”

“Shut up!” Sophie picked up the pillow and slammed it at Timothy. “I only love Sky. He is better than
you!”

“It doesn't matter. There’ll be plenty of time in the future.” Timothy was in a very good mood now, and
he didn’t care too much about her. “See you next time.”



He picked up the phone and left.

Sophie looked at the messy bed, and then herself covered with scars, recalling her shameless cries
when she was in Timothy’s arms…

She held tight the quilt and started crying...

Her happiness was torn apart by Timothy and Rose. She hated them!


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