Chapter 336

Sophie is so tangled now that I'm afraid there won't be any results in the evening. This obviously stimulates the hidden attribute again. You should bear it again and again.

I have to say that some women are so stubborn that they know that the road has come to an end and have to hit the wall.

To put it better, it's called tough character. To put it bluntly, it's a silly fork.

"No, I have to give her something," Tracy muttered. He was a good man and couldn't see the blood on the head of a woman.

He gently pushed the door open and made some noise. Monica looked up and found him. She stared at him angrily.

Said, don't follow, or follow, little bastard.

Tracy automatically ignored Monica's eyes, coughed and said, "sorry, I overheard your conversation."

Sophie was still struggling, her head buried between her two heads and ignored him. Monica didn't give him a good face. She snorted and said to herself that eavesdropping is eavesdropping. She wasn't careful.

"Sophie, I know I don't have a say, but I think Monica is right." without their consent, Tracy walked in and said from Gu Zi.

"You should be decisive to end this relationship, not like before."

"You seem to know her well."

"Uh."

Sophie still didn't speak. It was Monica who was talking. She was looking at him with a smile.

Tracy was disturbed by the rhythm and was speechless. I was kind enough to assist. How can you dismantle the stage.

"Put away your look..." Tracy looked at her pitifully. Monica was angry and funny.

This little rascal.

"Baby..." Tracy came to Monica and put her arms around her. "I have something for you." she said and put the bag containing the photos in Monica's hand.

"What is this?"

"Something I asked Renault to check might be useful to her," Tracy said, pointing to Sophie.

Monica opened the bag suspiciously, saw the picture inside and took it out. Seeing Jim Lemley in the picture, I immediately understood Tracy's intention.

"As I said, that didn't work for Sophie." Monica dumped the picture on the bed, turned it over again, and said, "she should know more about Jim than you did."

"Ah?" Tracy was a little surprised. She looked at Sophie buried in her head and couldn't help but say, "since she knows, she's still so..."

It's so tolerable. What's the best.

Monica knew what he wanted to say, nodded and said, "as you know, she has always been like this, very persistent. She was like this to Andre before, but she is still like this to Jim now."

Monica said Andre was the old scum man who had been tangled with Sophie for 16 years, Andre zulaski.

A very talented director and a controversial figure. His film has a strong personal style and a sense of innovation, but it is difficult for many people to accept.

He discovered Sophie, who was also Sophie's first man. At the same time, he also wanted to kill Sophie.

"That won't work..." Tracy muttered, then took Sophie. "Look at these photos first. That man is really not worth it."

Monica pushed Tracy aside. "It's all said, don't make trouble. You make her think that she's ready to come to Los Angeles, but it still takes time."

"Ha ha..." Tracy obediently stood back and said in her heart, it still needs time. After waiting for a few days, Jim may hook up with another one.

Renault simply investigated Jim Lemley's previous love history. The boy changed lovers... No, it should be said to play with women. The frequency is fast. Basically, he changed one every other period of time.

At this time, Sophie suddenly stood up. She still lowered her head and couldn't see her face. She didn't want Monica and Tracy to see her depressed appearance and went to the bathroom silently.

Tracy looked at her leaving back, winked at Monica and whispered, "don't you go and have a look..."

"She shouldn't need me..." Monica knows that her good friend is not only persistent, but also very strong. She doesn't need to talk. She will make a voice when she needs it.

Sophie came into the bathroom and closed the door. After a while, there was a sound of water in it.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... The time passed slowly. When the water stopped, Sophie also came out.

"I'm fine..." standing at the bathroom door, looking at Tracy and Monica staring at her, with a smile on their faces.

Her eyes are a little red and there are some drops of water on her face. I don't know whether she hasn't cleaned her face after washing or just cried.

She was in the room just now. Tracy and Monica must have heard the conversation. There were no waves in her heart. That's impossible.

I must have borne it silently by myself.

This forced smile is distressing. Tracy wants to comfort her. But with Monica, it's definitely not appropriate.

After thinking about it, Tracy still didn't say anything.

"I'm really fine..." Sophie stressed again that she was fine. The more she said so, the more it proved that the blow just now was not small.

Monica sighed, stood up, walked over and hugged Sophie. "Honey, I know you're okay. It's best if you can think clearly."

Sophie pursed her mouth. "I don't want to be trapped in this circle all the time... Forget it. Show me the photos your little lover brought."

Sophie patted Monica on the back, released her arms and walked slowly towards Tracy.

Tracy took some photos from the bed, handed them to her and said, "my bodyguard followed him for a few days. The woman in this photo has also been investigated. She is an English little actor."

The woman in the picture has a beautiful face and hot figure. Sophie smiled at herself in her hand: "she is much younger than me."

"You are irreplaceable. There is only one Sophie in the world," Tracy couldn't help saying.

Are you kidding? In Tracy's eyes, the British actress in the photo is a standard net red face. How can she compare with Sophie masobi.

"You really can talk," Sophie smiled, looked up at him, and then continued to look through the photos.

"I..." Tracy whispered, "I'm telling the truth."

Sophie flipped photos one by one, faster and faster. The flipped photos were thrown aside and scattered on the ground.

Her face has been wearing a smile. The smile is not as charming as before, but a little desolate. Her eyes slowly become dull. She has been reading in pieces. She doesn't know what she's talking about.

Monica hugged her from behind and whispered, "don't look, Sophie."

She didn't seem to hear it. She continued to turn over the photos until she turned to the last one.

After a moment of silence, she turned her head to Monica and said, "can you lend me a shoulder?"