Drenched in Love novel Chapter 45

Since Sophia started cleaning the toilet, the trash cans in the women's room all fell down and toilet paper with filth came out of the trash cans. Sophia wanted to take a broom to get them up, but the broom was gone and she could only pick them up with hands.

In the men's restroom, there was urine on the floor, and sometimes there were feces.

Sophia endured nausea and cleaned it up. But no matter how she endured, every time she vomited.

Hazel wanted to help, but Sophia pushed her out of the door. She did not want Hazel to take this kind of humiliation.

After cleaning the toilet, Sophia rushed to the villa, finally she got there before eight.

Hannah waited at the door with a cold face. When Sophia reached the door, she saw Stephen sitting on the sofa. As soon as she entered the door, Stephen frowned, “You are dirty! Go and take a bath!”

Hanging eyes, Sophia went to take a bath, followed by Hannah to the bathroom. After Sophia took off her clothes, she picked up the brush to clean her.

Sophia frowned.

Hannah was expressionless, “Miss Carter, Mr. Berry was afraid you are not clean, so he asked me to help you. You'd better be obedient.”

Hannah used great strength. The brush made Sophia's skin get scratches and some part of her got blood.

Sophia clenched her lips and stood quietly under the shower head without shedding a drop of tears.

A lot of pain. But it was not as painful as that in heart. The pain of the body relieved the scars of the heart.

After taking the bath, the water on the ground have a few strands of blood.

Hannah looked at her, took a towel to wipe her body, “Dry yourself, put on clothes and get down to cook!”

Under Hannah’s torture, Sophia learned to cook quickly. In an hour, she had cooked a table of dishes. Stephen ate alone in silence.

He sat on the sofa and glanced at Sophia. “Go and bring me some water to wash my feet.”

Sophia moved her eyes, hung her head and got the water, “Mr. Berry, water.”

Stephen did not move or speak.

Sophia took off his shoes and socks, put his feet in the water, and slowly scrubbed them.

Sophia thought Stephen would torture her by this, but Stephen did not say a word, nor lift his feet to kick her.

After wiping his feet, Sophia looked up and found Stephen had fallen asleep slanting on the sofa.

He was good-looking, and even better when he was asleep. With his sharp eyes closed, he looked less cold but gentle.

If only he would stay like this.

Sophia could not help but think.

After finishing her works, Hannah found Sophia half kneeling on the floor, looking up at Stephen, so she got angry. She walked up behind Sophia, pulled her to the ground and scolded her in a low voice, “What are you doing?!”

“I didn't do anything.” Sophia defended.