After seeing off Marquis Sirius and his entourage, Cooper went to the kitchen and personally took away the lunch that would normally be delivered to Sophia's room by the maid, and delivered it to her slowly.
He knocked on the door softly, and Sophia's lazy voice came from inside. Cooper opened the door, put lunch on the table, bowed his head and said goodbye before leaving. The scene on the bed was covered by a curtain, full of mystery.
At this time, Sophia was lying in Roger's arms, enjoying the rare moment of intimacy with her lover.
"My dear, is it really okay for you not to go to see the Marquis?" Roger held Sophia's shoulders with one hand and drew circles on her nipples with the other.
"I don't want to see him." When Sophia mentioned Marquis Sirius, she looked impatient.
"What? Is there a feud?"
