In the living room, Aunt Smith saw Sophia was about to go upstairs and quickly blocked her way, explaining, "Miss Bennett, our young lady is still sleeping. Why don’t you rest in the living room for a while, and I’ll call her down for lunch."
Liam Spencer instructed the servants not to disturb Maya Spencer when he left, and not to rush to clean the room.
Usually, only when the two were in the room together would the maids refrain from cleaning; today, Liam gave explicit instructions, so, of course, they wouldn’t disturb Maya’s sleep or let Sophia disturb her either.
Sophia, seeing Aunt Smith blocking her, squinted at her and asked, "Aunt Smith, you even dare to block my way? Don’t you know Maya called to keep her company?"
Maya’s call was made yesterday. She didn’t co over to accompany Maya yesterday due to a blind date, promising to co today to bother her. But now, even the maids wouldn’t let her into the room.
"Oh, the young lady called you! Then go on up!" Aunt Smith, realizing Sophia was invited by Maya, didn’t stop her and let her go upstairs.
"This lazybones is still asleep past ten," Sophia mumbled as she walked towards the second floor.
However, as soon as she pushed open the bedroom door, she was stunned by the scene before her. If it weren’t for people being ho, Sophia would have thought the room had been robbed.
She took a deep breath, glanced around the room, noticing books had been knocked to the floor from the desk, the sofa had shifted, and even the floor lamp in the corner was carelessly toppled over.
"Did these two fight?" Sophia was dumbfounded, her first reaction was to assu a fight had occurred.
When her gaze fell to the floor by her feet, her eyebrows furrowed tightly because there was a pile of clothes.
Sophia bent down at a leisurely pace and picked up an article from the floor, only to realize it was Maya’s panties.
Instantly, Sophia’s face blushed, and she imdiately tossed away the shorts in her hand, heading towards the bedroom’s interior.
The disorder inside the bedroom left Sophia in even greater awe. The sofa in front of the French windows had been overturned; there were pillows and a phone on the floor, the room was a ss.
Maya, however, was still sound asleep in bed under a thin quilt, with only her small face exposed.
Sophia tiptoed cautiously toward the large bed, her mind full of questions, bewildered as to how these two made the room such a wreck.
Subsequently, she sat on the large bed, gently nudging Maya, asking, "Maya, what’s going on? Why is your room so ssy?"
Maya was sleeping so deeply that she didn’t hear Sophia calling her.
After calling Maya a few tis and getting no response, Sophia suddenly yanked off her quilt in jest.
"Ah..." But, promptly afterward, Sophia’s scream echoed throughout Maya’s entire bedroom.
She saw Maya lying naked on the bed. The key was, Maya was covered with injuries that were too nurous to count.
Intuition told Sophia Maya had been dostically abused by Liam Spencer, and now she was unconscious, otherwise why would Aunt Smith not let her go upstairs?
Sophia looked at the marks, large and small, purple and red, all over Maya’s body, and beca so furious her eyes reddened. She thought, Liam usually seed so proper, yet he actually bullied her sister like this. She was furious, wishing she could find Liam imdiately and beat him to a pulp.
On the bed, hearing Sophia’s scream, Maya suddenly sat up, successfully woken by Sophia’s noise.
When she rubbed her eyes and saw Sophia sitting by her bed with red eyes, she was imdiately scared silly and grabbed Sophia’s wrist, asking, "Sophia, what’s wrong? Did Christopher Scott bully you again?"
The two shared a deep sisterly bond, only thinking about each other.
Sophia, seeing Maya still concerned about her at this ti, felt even more heartbroken, grabbing her wrist back, saying, "No, no, it wasn’t Christopher bullying ; it was Liam bullying you. Tell , did Liam hit you? You’re covered in wounds."
Listening to Sophia’s words, Maya’s face turned bright red. She only just realized she was not wearing any clothes.
She imdiately grabbed the quilt to wrap herself up, feeling incredibly embarrassed, stamring to explain, "Sophia, it’s not what you think. Third Brother would never hit ; if anything, I hit him."
Sophia didn’t believe her, pulling the quilt wrapped around her, staring at the purplish-red marks on her chest, and said, "If he didn’t hit you, then what are all these marks on your body? Maya, you don’t need to speak up for him."
Maya was at her wit’s end, thinking Sophia must be from another planet.
All of a sudden, she felt even more awkward, imdiately snatching the quilt back from Sophia’s hand to cover herself.
"..." Suddenly, Sophia was speechless.
After snapping out of it, she loudly cursed, "Damn, Maya, I’d just as soon beat you to death. Can you be a bit more discreet? When I first ca in, I thought your room was robbed, thought you’d been hit. You two are just shaless, downright..." Sophia couldn’t even find words to scold Maya; she had shed tears for nothing, thinking they were having that much fun.
This bowl of dog food was choking her.
"Alright, alright! Let sleep! Don’t pull my quilt again." Maya said as she wrapped herself up in the quilt.
But Sophia wouldn’t let up, pulling at her quilt, saying, "Maya, show then!
Maya, hearing Sophia’s question, wrapped herself tighter in the quilt, dismissively snapped, "Crazy! You’ll know in the future."
"Just teach , and talk to about it!"
"I won’t show you, and don’t tease anymore. I want to sleep."
Seeing her wrapped up like a caterpillar, Sophia slapped her on the head, saying, "Petty."
Then she continued, "Alright! I won’t tease you anymore. Now get up, I’ll take you to eat sothing good and introduce you to soone."
"Soone? Who?" Maya’s eyes opened wide suddenly, fixing her gaze on Sophia, she asked.
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