"Sophia..."
As if he went mad, he suddenly reached out to grab my throat and called me by my name.
I raised a brow and stared at him-how did he recognize me?
"You got the wrong person. She's not Sophia, just a lookalike," Howard gave Mark a reminder, lest the situation escalates.
He then added, "You've actually gone crazy. How do you see everyone as Sophia?"
Evidently triggered, Mark didn't care about what Howard had to say.
"Do you still remember what you did to me?" He asked before beginning to take off his pants.
I stared at him in panic and furiously tried to free myself from his grasp, but his grip was too strong.
For fear of tainting my eyes, I instinctively shut my eyes when his pants fell down his legs.
"If you didn't ruin me... I would've been married with kids by now," He sneered. "This is all your fault!"
His voice was dripping with hatred as he claimed that Sophia ruined his life.
