Madam Escaped Again Sir

Chapter 1019

Upon seeing this, Sonia immediately laughed. "Look, you just sneezed. What do you mean you're not cold? Your lips are already turning blue. Okay, hurry up and put on your coat. In the future, don't sacrifice comfort for style and walk around in something so thin and gaudy. This weather isn't a joke."

Charles felt displeased by her chiding words as he thought to himself, How are my clothes thin and gaudy? Just as he was about to refute, he felt the tip of his nose itch as he sneezed again, causing him to abruptly hold his rebuking reply in. Fine, I'll admit my clothes are indeed a little thin. He had already sneezed twice in just a short amount of time, and he could faintly feel an itch in his nose, as if something was about to flow out.

In order not to look like a joke, Charles stopped acting tough and put his coat back on. Once he did, he felt much better even if he wasn't completely warm yet. At the very least, he wasn't trembling as badly.

"Sonny." Charles dug around his suit pocket and took out a pack of tissues, pulling one out to wipe his nose as he asked, "Are you still cold? If you are, I'll ask the hotel to provide two coats for us."

"It's all right." Sonia shook her head and refused. "I'm fine. The car will be here soon, so I'll just bear with it. You don't need to ask the hotel to prepare a coat. It’ll be troublesome because we have to return it later. However, if you need it, just ask for a set. After all, you look much colder than me."

"I don't need it either." Charles straightened his back and said seriously, "I’m feeling much better now, so I don't need it anymore."

What a joke. No matter what, he was still a grown man, so how could he allow himself to be unable to handle a little cold?

At the sight of his tough act, Sonia shook her head helplessly. "Well, you said that yourself. Don't regret it when you catch a cold."

"I absolutely will not." Charles patted his chest. "I'm really healthy, so I won't fall sick."

The corners of Sonia's mouth twitched when she saw him being so confident, but she didn't say anything anymore.

At this time, the car was finally driven over, and Charles' eyes lit up. He hurriedly descended the steps and opened the door, urging, "Sonny, get in the car." Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

He gestured to her eagerly, as if he was in a hurry. Of course, Sonia knew him well and was aware that he felt too cold and wanted to get in the car quickly, but he was too stubborn to admit it, so he could only urge her to get in the car quickly and follow her in afterward. If he went in first, wasn't that just admitting that he was afraid of the cold?

Shaking her head in amusement, Sonia didn't expose his act either. She only rolled her eyes at him before quickly walking over and getting into the car.

Not long later, Charles leaned on the car window dizzily, his face turning red as if he were sick.

Seeing that, Sonia became worried and called out to him. "Charles?

Charles?"

He opened an eye to look at her, but his vision was a little blurry, and he couldn't see well. Even his voice became muffled as he asked, "What's wrong?”

"That's what I should be asking you. Are you feeling ill?" Sonia returned the question as she observed him.

Charles shook his head. "I'm fine. I just feel a little dizzy.”

"Dizzy?" Sonia snapped to her senses and hurriedly asked, "Did you catch a cold?"

Charles laughed. "Of course not. I'm still healthy, so how could I catch a cold?"

"Why not?" Sonia frowned. "You were standing in the cold outside the hotel, and you even took off your coat, so it’s possible that you'd get sick. All right, don't move. Let me feel your forehead."

Saying that, she reached out to touch his forehead.

However, just as her hand was about to make contact with his skin, Charles grabbed her hand. "Don't worry, Sonny, I really don't have a cold. I'm just a little tipsy after drinking too much. You'll know from the smell of wine on my body. Besides, if I have a cold, wouldn't I know that myself?"

Sonia fell silent and looked at him quietly. A while later, she retracted her extended hand. "Are you really all right? Is it really because you are drunk?"

"I'm fine, really." Charles nodded.

At his serious expression, Sonia decided to believe him for the time being. "All right, it's good that you're

fine. In that case, you can continue to rest."

"Okay. I'm feeling really dizzy, so I'm not going to talk anymore or I might throw up." Charles yawned before closing his eyes again.

Upon seeing him leaning against the car window and falling asleep again, Sonia stopped bothering him, but she whispered to the driver, "Please turn up the heat a little. Thank you."

"Yes, miss." The driver was very polite.

Sonia nodded with a smile and turned to look outside the car window and spaced out as she watched the bustling city outside.

However, the sound of her phone ringing suddenly brought her back to reality. Sonia first glanced at Charles. When she saw that he was still in a deep sleep and wasn't disturbed by her phone ringing in the slightest, she breathed a sigh of relief and took her phone out of her bag. The moment she saw who was calling, she quickly covered the phone and looked at Charles again.

Seeing that he hadn't woken up, she finally relaxed and answered the phone, asking in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, Daphne was a little startled when she heard Sonia's deliberately lowered voice. However, she soon realized the reason why. Sonia had gone out with Charles in the afternoon, and the two of them were probably still together now, so Sonia had lowered her voice to remind her that Charles was still by her side. When she realized that Sonia was still with Charles at the moment, Daphne felt bitter on the inside.

However, she did not forget the purpose of her call. After taking a breath, she suppressed her feelings and returned to her usual state as an elite secretary, replying with a serious expression, "Good news, Chairman Reed. Our parts have been sent back to us."

Hearing this, Sonia was taken aback for a moment before she sat up in disbelief and held her phone in both hands, exclaiming, "Say what? Our parts were sent back to us?"

"Yes." Daphne nodded and continued excitedly, "The staff told me earlier that the parts were sent to the processing department. They have already gone through the inventory, and not a single piece is missing. How did you get the parts back, Chairman Reed?"

Sonia seemed to not have heard Daphne's last sentence. All she had in her mind at the moment was the news that the parts had been sent back. This was obviously good news, but she did not

feel happy at all. She wondered why the spare parts had been sent back to them.

Connor was clearly not the kind of person who would compromise to return the parts to her. If he was, he would have already done so after the call last night and would not deliberately delay it until now. Hence, there had to be a reason why Connor had sent the parts back, but what exactly was it?

Sonia bit her lip. "This has nothing to do with me. I didn't get the parts back."

"Huh?" Daphne was stunned. "It wasn't you? Then who was it? Was it President Fuller?"

She took a blind guess. She knew that Charles definitely wasn't capable of this. If he did, he would've definitely taken action as soon as the parts were intercepted. Hence, there was only one person who could do this, and that was Toby. After all, he loved Sonia so much, and if he knew that something happened to her, he would definitely not stand around idly, which made it greatly possible that it

was his doing.