Chapter 395

Sophia's fingers trembled slightly as she instinctively took half a step back.

"It's not that I'm disgusted." Her voice was barely audible.

The moment the words left her lips, she regretted them.

What relationship did she and Alexander even have to speak of disgust?

They were strangers bound by a contractual marriage.

Alexander's intense gaze burned into her. "Then why insist on divorce?"

Sophia turned her face away, avoiding his eyes.

"You know my situation..."

She was carrying another man's child. This marriage shouldn't continue.

"And we..."

The thought of two strangers suddenly living under the same roof was suffocating.

Alexander's eyes dropped to her rounded belly, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Sophia, there's something you should know."

She kept her head lowered. "What is it?"

"If we find the father, would you be with him?"

A thin layer of sweat formed on Alexander's palms as he asked.

Sophia's head snapped up. "What do you mean?"

After a weighted silence, Alexander pulled out his phone.

"Watch this first."

He played the video Henry had sent and handed it to Sophia.

The footage showed a glittering banquet hall.

A drunken Sophia was seen being helped out by Ethan.

Then the scene shifted to Emily appearing beside Ethan.

Sophia's pupils constricted.

After exchanging a few words, Ethan handed her over to Emily.

Emily guided her into an elevator.

The elevator stopped at the 83rd floor.

With one forceful shove, Emily pushed her out before quickly closing the doors.

An icy chill ran down Sophia's spine.

This was the beginning of the viral video.

In the surveillance footage, her drunken figure staggered down the hallway.

Six gangsters closed in around her.

Sophia's breathing turned ragged.

On screen, she was completely surrounded, crouching on the floor.

Then suddenly—she burst through the crowd—