After the auction ended, Sophia stepped down from the stage and quietly left the hall. She walked down the corridor and entered the private room. Earlier, she had called Emma and asked her to meet there so they could leave together.
But when Sophia entered the room, Emma wasn’t inside. She was standing in the corridor just outside, leaning casually against the wall as if she had been waiting there for a while.
The moment Emma saw Sophia, her face lit up.
She quickly rushed forward and pulled Sophia into a tight hug.
“Sophia!”
Sophia let out a small breath of surprise but returned the hug lightly.
After a moment, Emma pulled back and looked at her with a bright smile.
“So?” she asked eagerly. “How did it go?”
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity.
“How does it feel to work for your husband?”
Sophia immediately groaned in annoyance.
She walked into the room and dropped into one of the chairs.
“Stop talking about it,” she muttered, rubbing her temple. “He’s not my husband. He’s not anything to me anymore.”
Emma raised an eyebrow.
Sophia sighed heavily.
“He doesn’t even remember our past,” she continued. “So just treat him like a stranger. That’s all he is.”
Emma crossed her arms and looked at her teasingly.
“Is that really how you’re treating him? Like a stranger?”
Sophia let out a long breath of exasperation.
“Yes.”
Emma’s smile only grew wider.
“So you didn’t feel anything when you saw him again?” she asked.
Sophia didn’t answer immediately.
Emma continued, clearly enjoying herself.
“Come on. Even though you two didn’t end up together, you did have feelings for him once.”
She leaned closer. Her tone softened slightly.
“So what do you think? Did you feel any attraction? Any spark left between you two that you can’t get rid of?”
Sophia shook her head immediately.
“It’s nothing like that.”
Then she added quietly,
