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"What are you doing here?" Sophie said as her sharp eyes assessed him deeply. She looked so different from the woman who always acted docile in his presence.
Her clothes stained with blood and her long black hair clung to her face due to sweat. Blood dripped down from a cut on her shoulder. She looked nothing like the Sophie Adam he knew; she looked more like a rogue or gangster, if he were to say so. It gave him a different feeling seeing her look strong and powerful, and he definitely did not hate the feeling it gave him to see her like this.
"It seems I have a lot to learn from you, dear wife," he remarked as a sinister smirk played on his red lips.
His eyes twinkled with what seemed like amusement as he saw her looking at him like that—like prey that had just been caught by its predator.
"How did you find me?" Sophie asked with a sneer when she noticed he just stood there watching her.
