Chapter 279

Sophie placed the empty can on the table and bowed her head, her eyelashes concealing her emotions as her voice trembled softly.

Cedric's outstretched hand remained suspended in the air before clenching into a fist. The pain radiating from his eyes seemed darker than the depths of the sea, yet he could only withdraw his hand in silence.

"I've been haunted by so much hatred these past five years." Sophie seemed to be truly sleep-talking. In the dream, she was talking to herself, needing no response. She lifted her head, her eyes fixed on the constantly churning waves.

She had chosen to return to take revenge on those who had hurt her, but why did the feeling of revenge not bring her the joy she had expected?

She suddenly chuckled out loud and stood up unsteadily. "I must be drunk."

She was intoxicated to the point where she unwittingly deluded herself and allowed long-suppressed emotions to resurface after five years. So intoxicated that she couldn't differentiate between love and