Come on Daddy!

Chapter 116 I Want a Woman

Timothy laughed flirtatiously and his husky voice came through the receiver of the phone, stimulating nervous Sophie. The day she was raped by him rose before her eyes again. The unbearable and ugly images flashed in her mind, making her, who was filled with fury, even more painful and she almost collapsed.

"Shut up!" Sophie snapped coldly and her forehead was in pain.

"Sophie, how dare you order me?" Timothy sneered, scaring Sophie, "Now, you have to do as I say!"

"You..." Sophie, however, could not argue with him and paused for a moment to calm herself down, "I don't have time to see you show off your joking talent!"

"Sophie, if you hang up, I'll tell Sky about our affairs!" Timothy threatened her.

"Do you think he'll believe what you say? Everyone in our circle in this city knows what kind of person you are. You're just a scum. I'm his wife. I've been with him through the most difficult times. We've been married for five years and love each other deeply. He'll only believe what I say. Don't be naive." Sophie snorted and laughed at his stupidity. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Well... You think so?" Timothy spoke in confusion, "What if I have proof? Like our racy images..."

She held the phone so tight that her knuckles whitened, "Don't threaten me!"

"But I just threatened you. So what?" Timothy smiled triumphantly, "Or what can you do to me?"

"I won't believe you!" Sophie carefully recalled what happened that day. She did not see Timothy taking pictures or recording videos.

The proof he mentioned must be a sheer fabrication. He must be trying to deceive her, and see her scared and panic. Besides, he also wanted to achieve a hidden agenda by threatening her.

"Then please accept my surprise." Timothy was confident.

Sophie heard the message tone on her phone. Then, she took it off her ear and froze for a few seconds before tapping on it to check the message.

In the message were two pictures. One was a nude picture of her and the other was a racy one of her and Timothy. The two pictures hurt her eyes and stung her heart.

She was shocked. Her fingers shook and the phone fell at her feet.

The driver who was driving saw that Sophie didn't seem quite herself, "Madam, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She bent down to pick up the phone and put it back to her ear, "Delete it now!"

"You want me to do as you said? Then let me see what you can do for me. I won't work for free." Timothy was shameless, making Sophie grit her teeth in anger.

"How much do you want? I'll give you." Sophie was generous and spoke. Things which could be solved with money were not a big deal.

"Money?" Timothy laughed when he heard Sophie wanted to use money to send him off, "I'll tell you, I, Timothy, do not need money. Although I am not extremely rich, it is enough for me to eat, drink and make merry. What I want is not money, but a woman!"

"A woman?" Sophie pretended not to understand, "You mean Rose? I think you know the situation better than I do. She is someone we can't afford to offend. But I will find a way and make sure you can get what you want."

"Sophie, don't play the fool!" Sophie's perfunctory attitude angered Timothy, and his tone was more ruthless than before, "I can't get her. But I haven't slept enough with you! Since I can't get her, it's nice that you replace her!"

"Over my dead body!" Sophie also got angry and refused.

"I've slept with you once, and will sleep with you many times." Timothy was more confident than Sophie, "If you don't want me to send the photos to Sky, come see me right now! I am in Room 1808 of the Four Seasons Hotel."

Sophie, of course, did not want to go. But she was afraid of the photos in his hands and did not dare to show her reluctance, "Not now!"

"Why?" Timothy asked rhetorically.

"It's time for lunch." Sophie had promised to have lunch with Sky and then go to the hospital together for a checkup.

These were too important for her to fail to keep her appointment.

"It's just lunch. I shall take full charge of the matter." Timothy had thought it was not a big deal.

"I... it is really inconvenient for me to come there today. Can we talk about this another time?" Sophie had to soften her tone and avoided arguing with Timothy.

"No. Come here now!" Timothy, however, did not give her any chance and was firm. He strengthened his ultimatum, "If I can't see you in an hour, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With that, he hung up. Sophie said urgently, "Wait..."

But she could only hear the phone beep in her ears.

Sophie grabbed the phone, biting her lip tightly, but still couldn't find any way.

She felt powerless, as if she was drowning and could only drift with the water. She tried to grasp the straws, but failed. The feeling of suffocation and despair tormented her.

While the car stopped at the entrance of the Tanner Group, Sophie still did not react.

"Madam, we're at the company." The driver reminded her.

"OK." Sophie then came back to her senses and looked up at the Tanner Group, "Filip, you can go back first and do not wait for me. I'll go home with Sky in the afternoon."

"Alright." The driver said.

Sophie pushed the door and got off the car. The driver drove out of her sight before she turned around and looked up at the upper floors of the building, where Sky's office was.

She and Sky were so close. But she couldn't see him.

She tightly gripped the handle of her bag and looked sad. She was so distressed that tears were filled with her eyes.

Sophie made up her mind and turned away. She took a taxi to the Four Seasons Hotel Timothy had mentioned.

Compared with Timothy, she didn't want to lose Sky. She didn't want Sky to know that she had slept with Timothy.

If Sky found out that his wife had been slept with another man, he would not forgive her.

She could be no longer herself. She could be ruthless and scorned by everyone. But she did not want to lose her beloved.

Sophie arrived at the hotel in less than an hour. She did not immediately go up to Timothy, but sat downstairs to rest. It was better for her to see him as late as possible.

With less than five minutes left, she got up and took the elevator upstairs. Standing at the door of 1808, she took three deep breaths before raising her hand and ringing the doorbell with trembling fingers.

Soon, the door was pulled open from the inside. Timothy's face, which made Sophie sick and hateful, appeared. He pulled her in with one hand and closed the door.