CHAPTER 126: CHAPTER 126: RESIGNATION

After staying at the manor for two days, they returned to the city.

Due to work, the Sterling family quickly each returned to their respective jobs.

On the way back, Sophia Lowell kept looking at the man beside her.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t hold it in." The man noticed her gaze.

"Last time you said you wanted to have the wedding during National Day. Is that true?" Sophia asked quietly.

"I was originally planning to tell you on your birthday, but I didn’t have time to discuss it with you. What do you think?" Zane Sterling swallowed nervously.

His hands on the steering wheel were a bit uneasy, his long fingers unconsciously tapping the wheel.

He was afraid this woman would disagree.

Originally, she had a significant shadow over relationships. She chose to marry secretly probably because if they were truly incompatible, no one would know after the divorce.

In the past, he would consider this woman’s feelings, but now he only wanted to bind this woman tightly to himself.

He wished she could be tied to his belt.

He felt that this woman had already fallen for him, and it was time to find an opportunity to make it public.

Otherwise, he couldn’t be at ease.

He was all flustered.

Especially with the appearance of Faye Ellison.

He vaguely felt that Faye and Sophia’s relationship was unusual.

He didn’t want to wait any longer; he wanted to have her completely.

"Why during National Day?" Sophia pursed her lips, her cheeks flushed.

She understood the man’s intention and accepted it gladly.

In this time, his character and other aspects were top-notch. Both families had met, so there was no need to care about societal opinion.

Since they decided to be together, they should do so openly and confidently.

"Sorry, I originally wanted it a bit earlier, but the self-driving cars will launch in May, so the timing might be tight," he said.

Zane seemed to hear her implied meaning.

Did she think the time was too far off?

"That’s not what I meant..." Sophia was thinking that there was still a long time before National Day, was it too early to start preparing now?

His company was going public, it seemed like she needed to work harder to match him.

"Sophia, being with me won’t let you suffer," he said earnestly.

She felt shy at his sudden confession, her lips curving into a subtle smile, while her hands clasped together unnaturally, her heart racing.

"Mm," she responded softly.

Zane was in a great mood, licking his lips, and said, "If you fall in love with me, remember to tell me."

She didn’t say anything, thinking she had probably fallen in love with him long ago, but just hadn’t had the courage to say it.

Sophia’s face burned with heat.

Those words were too direct, they made her feel shy.

"Sophia?" Seeing her not respond, he thought she hadn’t heard him.

"Mm."

"You’ve fallen in love with me, right?" Zane asked, following up.

Inside, Sophia felt sweet, she smiled, looked out the window, and her inner voice said: Yes.

The man saw she wasn’t speaking again, his gaze fixed on her.

Could she be thinking of backing out, or was there something he hadn’t done well enough to make her feel nothing?

He suddenly felt a bit of disappointment.

The car parked in the garage.

Getting out of the car, he walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, trapping the woman in the passenger seat.

Sophia had just unbuckled her seatbelt, seeing the forceful approach of the man, she leaned back slightly, her heart pounding in fright.

"What are you doing?" she shrank back.

The man’s breath enveloped her, carrying a trace of an upset tone.

Zane squinted at her, "You haven’t answered me yet."

"What?" Sophia’s face reddened, such close communication made her feel as if she were drowning.

Especially with a man full of male hormones like him, it was hard not to feel shy, and they rarely discussed a specific issue at such proximity.

This gaze stared her into a state of fluster.

She was too busy being immersed in Zane’s sweet words and had forgotten the question he asked her.

"Have you fallen a little bit in love with me?" Zane asked seriously, gathering great courage and a hint of shyness.

He was terrified she might say no, or that she didn’t love him.

But the woman replied, "Yes, I have."

She shyly lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him.

Did he really have to ask so openly and directly?

Zane curved his lips into a smile, using his finger to tilt her chin up, forcing her to look at him.

"I didn’t hear you, Sophia. Do you love me?"

Sophia swallowed, her shimmering eyes meeting the eyes of the man in front of her, who seemed to be watching like a hawk.

She slightly raised her head, kissed the corner of his lips, and said shyly, "Zane, I love you, I have loved you since long ago."

Their heated gazes intertwined, and the air around them gradually grew warmer.

Zane held the back of her head, kissing her hard.

The flower he nurtured had blossomed, it was the one he nurtured.

Sophia met his aggression, allowing him to conquer, wrapping her arms around his waist.

His waist was addictive like a drug.

The man’s kisses moved from her lips to her earlobes, his large hands wrestling with buttons, moving downwards from the collar.

Sophia involuntarily let out a soft gasp, feeling a warm damp on her collarbone, this warmth continued downwards.

She lightly patted the man’s shoulder, "Zane..."

He responded with a sultry hum but didn’t stop, the pressure of his hands only intensified.

She shyly pushed him away.

Zane slightly lifted his head, leaning it against her forehead, his hands still holding, rubbing with intent and disinterest.

"What’s wrong?" his voice came out hoarse as he asked.

"Butler Langley and the others are working today." she murmured.

Worried that the household staff would find out about their activities in the broad daylight of the garage.

"What are you scared of?" Zane pecked at her lips and smiled.

"It’s not good, too tired from last night, I didn’t sleep well." She pushed away the big hand on her chest.

Zane laughed, pinched her cheek, kissed her lips again, then released her, fastening her buttons.

She said she loved him, that was enough, he agreed to whatever she wanted.

Sophia didn’t move, earnestly gazing at the man in front of her.

Three months ago, this man had a frosty demeanor, so unapproachable.

Look at him now, where was the former air of superiority?

When she got angry, he was helpless, humbly clumsy.

"With the self-driving car company going public, does that mean you won’t have time to return to Spectra?" she asked.

Hearing her question, Zane paused his hand, nodded once.

Time together would become more scarce.

Sophia thought for a little while, then cautiously said, "I want to resign."

"Hmm? Why?" Zane was stunned, "Why do you want to resign?"

She planned to resign, let the assistant take over formally, and head towards personal customization.

Entering Spectra was only a transitional period, now it might be a good opportunity.

Zane wasn’t often at the company, so she might as well start her own business.

"I plan to start a business with Hugh." She didn’t hide her thoughts.

Hugh’s studio was originally established with Sophia, and they had plenty of resources on hand, along with collaborations with the government, the path was already paved, she just needed to forge ahead.

While Spectra Apparel was a public brand.

What Sophia was doing with personal customization didn’t conflict at all.

"Resigning is fine, but you can have a better option." he said.

"What?"

"I’ll transfer Spectra’s shares to you, and you’ll manage it in the future." Zane said sincerely.

Sophia was stunned.

"No rush to answer, but after we’re married what’s mine is yours, and I hope you can help share the burden a little." Zane smiled, worried she’d feel burdened.

Sophia’s capability was undeniable.