Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)

"Half true, half false."

"Which part is true and which part is false?"

"I'm not sure about the rest, but him liking you is definitely a lie."

Colby's words were so decisive that Sophie couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Are you saying my charm isn't strong enough? How can you be so sure Angelo isn't watching me because he likes me?" "The look of love is hard to hide. Trust me, I know."

Colby looked at Sophie, remembering how he himself had been too scared to openly express his feelings at first.

When Angelo had confessed his supposed feelings so casually, without a hint of love in his eyes, Colby knew it was just a fabricated excuse.

Colby's intense gaze made Sophie's cheeks flush. "Alright, alright, you're the expert. No one knows the look of love better than you."

Before she had accepted Colby, he used to stare at her often. Back then, she didn't understand his intentions and thought he was plotting against her.

Later, she realized that Colby's stares were born out of affection.

"But if Angelo doesn't like me, why would he bother keeping track of my every move?" Sophie asked.

Colby averted his eyes. "I don't know."

"But it feels like you do," Sophie pressed, scrutinizing him. "Are you hiding something from me?"

Just as Sophie was about to pry further, Colby suddenly gasped in pain, his face going pale. Alarmed, Sophie immediately forgot her questions and rushed to him. "Is it your wound? Or do you feel unwell somewhere else? I'll get the doctor!"

Seeing her worry, Colby quickly grabbed her wrist. "It's nothing, just a bit of pain in my arm."

"Your arm hurts?"

Sophie lifted the blanket to reveal Colby's neatly bandaged arm wound.

"It must've been from moving it earlier. Let me re-bandage it for you."

"Okay."

Colby agreed, his expression relaxing as Sophie went to fetch the first-aid kit.

This James... still haunting me.

In a surprising turn of events, Sophie chose to have dinner in the living room that evening, inviting Sandy and Angelo down to join her. Sandy, greeted warmly by Sophie, was confused.

Had Sophie turned over a new leaf? Why invite them out of the blue?

"Come on, sit down and eat."

Hearing Sophie's invitation, Sandy sat down, still suspicious.

Angelo also sat, visibly uneasy. Polly brought out the dinner, and Sophie, eyeing Angelo with a mischievous grin, said "You know, I just had three large shrimp, two steaks, and even sipped some mushroom soup. Mr. Angelo, do you need to write that down?"

Angelo was speechless, completely at a loss for words.

Sophie, feigning a sigh, continued, "Actually, inviting you down to dine with us was so Mr. Angelo could observe me more easily, instead of always asking others about what I eat every day."

Sandy stared at his brother, bewildered.

What did Sophie mean by that?

Why was his brother so interested in Sophie's daily meals?

Could it be that his brother had feelings for Sophie? "Brother! You need to explain this to me, what's going on!"