CHAPTER 461: CHAPTER 457 I DON’T WANT TO SEE HIM GO TO JAIL (PART 2)

"Sophie..." Eva Miller called her name over and over, crying more fiercely.

Eventually, Sophie couldn’t hold back either, and tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

"Did someone die at home? Why are you crying?" At some point, Asher Land had already walked behind them, his face gloomy.

Sophie instinctively wiped her tears with her hand.

Seeing Asher Land’s angry demeanor, Eva stopped crying and got up from the ground.

Asher couldn’t help but frown and pulled Sophie by the hand, leading her inside.

She was about to have a baby, yet she was crying and making herself so emotional...

"Asher, let go of me..." Sophie struggled, and he immediately let go without hesitation.

"I want to go somewhere this afternoon."

"Where?" Actually, he already had an inkling in his heart.

"I want to see Mr. Johnson." She lowered her head and no longer met his eyes.

For a long, long time, she didn’t get any response from him.

She knew he must be angry inside at the moment.

"What time in the afternoon?"

"Hmm?"

"I asked what time in the afternoon are you going?"

Usually, when he asks like this, it means he has agreed, right?

"Two o’clock."

"I’ll have the driver take you."

"No need, I’ll go with Eva." She lifted her gaze to him, "Thank you for agreeing."

He just responded with a "hmm," and nothing more.

Now, he only wished for her to do what she wanted, no matter what it was, he didn’t care.

...

Under the guard’s escort, Oliver Johnson came out.

After not seeing him for two months, he looked much more haggard.

"Mr. Johnson..." Sophie struggled to speak, her voice slightly trembling.

Eva’s eyes began to turn red again after seeing Oliver Johnson.

"How do you both have time to come over?" His expression wasn’t as heavy as expected; rather, he looked relaxed.

"I never expected things..."

"Sophie." He interrupted her, "For things to turn out this way is entirely my deserved consequence. Even if, as you say, I have to give my life to atone, I have no complaints."

He had said that regardless of the outcome of this matter, he was willing to bear it.

"Sophie, do you still hate me?" He wasn’t sure if he could get the answer he wanted. There was a hint of hope and fear in his eyes.

She shook her head.

Instantly, his expression brightened.

"We’ve reconciled, haven’t we?" She smiled calmly, "So I’ve long stopped hating you."

How many things in life are there to always keep in mind? Living like that would be so exhausting.

However, she was willing to forever remember the Oliver Johnson she met at first sight.

"Eva." Oliver suddenly spoke, directing his gaze to Eva Miller beside him.

Eva was suddenly startled. He, he called her Eva?

"Take good care of yourself. I was a jerk, I’m sorry."

Eva shook her head vigorously. Everything was done willingly.

She was reluctant to let him go. The thought of him spending more than four years in this dreadful prison made her heart ache terribly, as if it were being ripped apart.

She swore it was the first time in her life she had ever felt that way.

"Brother Johnson, I will wait for you to come out."

"Don’t waste your time on someone who isn’t worth it." His lips curled into a self-deprecating smile, "I’m not worth your sacrifice."