When Ethan came out of the bathroom, Sophia was still lying on the couch, crying.
It wasn't really for any other reason—she was just in pain, and a little bit angry too.
She had her hands covering her face, feeling utterly frustrated and upset.
Ethan shook his damp hands lightly. After all, he had just touched Sophia's feet, which had been wrapped in socks all day. Even though they didn't smell particularly bad, he still felt a bit uncomfortable about it. So, after giving her a small "punishment," he quickly ran off to wash his hands.
He walked over to Sophia, glanced down at her, and said, "So, do you realize how stupid you were now? Aren't you going to thank me for helping you see the truth—and for being such a nice guy?"
"Get lost…"
Sophia wasn't the type to back down easily. Even though her tears hadn't dried yet, she still stubbornly snapped back at Ethan.