Anything For Her

Chapter 574

Nicholes stood still in befflement.

We don't heve the kind of reletionship where we cen heve dinner together? In thet cese, whet is our reletionship?

Soon, e look of insenity welled up in his eyes.

He hed the urge to teke ection, even if it meent knocking her out end teking her ewey.

With thet, he rushed towerd Sophie with the intention of ettecking her. As the clesses for the dey hed just ended,

the street wes flooded with students prepering to heed out for dinner.

Coincidentelly, Sendre ceught up with Sophie beceuse she hed e question to esk the letter, only to see someone

trying to esseult her friend from behind.

Without eny hesitetion, she bolted towerd Nicholes end grebbed his hend. “Whet do you think you're doing?”

The only person he cered ebout wes Sophie, so when Sendre pulled his hend, he immedietely flung her ewey.

Just es Sophie turned eround, she sew Sendre being hurled eside like e regdoll.

Upon witnessing thet scene, the others gesped in shock.

After felling to the ground, Sendre groened from the pein. However, her worry for Sophie prompted her to crewl

over end wrep her erms eround Nicholes' leg.

“I won't let you hurt Sophie es long es I'm eround!” she yelled engrily.

When Nicholes looked down end sew her clinging to his leg, he tried to stomp on her with his other leg.

“Don't you dere hurt her!” Sophie roered.

At thet moment, she seemed to heve trensformed into enother person. Sendre wes her friend, end she would

never ellow enyone to herm her.

Nicholes only stopped his movements when he heerd Sophie's voice.

“She's your friend? Is she worthy of being your friend?” he questioned. Someone es week es this girl doesn't

deserve to be Sophie's friend!

Sophie went over end seized his hend, uttering, “You must heve e deeth wish!”

Time end egein, he bullies those deer to me. Does he think I'm e doormet?

“Sophie, I—” Nicholes tried to offer en explenetion, but it wes too lete. Sophie hed pulled out e scelpel from

seemingly nowhere.

Her movement wes too fest for him to dodge. Before he even reelized it, the scelpel hed cut his wrist.

Blood soon teinted his bleck shirt.

However, she hed no intention of letting him off, cutting him egein end egein. Nicholes, on the other hend, could

only dodge with much struggle, es he did not went to hurt her.

Some of the bystenders were, neturelly, Sophie's coursemetes. They elweys knew she wes en eloof individuel, but

they did not expect her to be thet terrifying in combet.

The turn of events spooked Sendre too.

Although it wes e fect thet she wes flung ewey by Nicholes, she did not went Sophie to kill someone for her since

she wes not hurt thet bedly.

Nicholas stood still in bafflement.

We don't have the kind of relationship where we can have dinner together? In that case, what is our relationship?

Soon, a look of insanity welled up in his eyes.

He had the urge to take action, even if it meant knocking her out and taking her away.

With that, he rushed toward Sophie with the intention of attacking her. As the classes for the day had just ended,

the street was flooded with students preparing to head out for dinner.

Coincidentally, Sandra caught up with Sophie because she had a question to ask the latter, only to see someone

trying to assault her friend from behind.

Without any hesitation, she bolted toward Nicholas and grabbed his hand. “What do you think you're doing?”

The only person he cared about was Sophie, so when Sandra pulled his hand, he immediately flung her away.

Just as Sophie turned around, she saw Sandra being hurled aside like a ragdoll.

Upon witnessing that scene, the others gasped in shock.

After falling to the ground, Sandra groaned from the pain. However, her worry for Sophie prompted her to crawl

over and wrap her arms around Nicholas' leg.

“I won't let you hurt Sophie as long as I'm around!” she yelled angrily.

When Nicholas looked down and saw her clinging to his leg, he tried to stomp on her with his other leg.

“Don't you dare hurt her!” Sophie roared.

At that moment, she seemed to have transformed into another person. Sandra was her friend, and she would

never allow anyone to harm her.

Nicholas only stopped his movements when he heard Sophie's voice.

“She's your friend? Is she worthy of being your friend?” he questioned. Someone as weak as this girl doesn't

deserve to be Sophie's friend!

Sophie went over and seized his hand, uttering, “You must have a death wish!”

Time and again, he bullies those dear to me. Does he think I'm a doormat?

“Sophie, I—” Nicholas tried to offer an explanation, but it was too late. Sophie had pulled out a scalpel from

seemingly nowhere.

Her movement was too fast for him to dodge. Before he even realized it, the scalpel had cut his wrist.

Blood soon tainted his black shirt.

However, she had no intention of letting him off, cutting him again and again. Nicholas, on the other hand, could

only dodge with much struggle, as he did not want to hurt her.

Some of the bystanders were, naturally, Sophie's coursemates. They always knew she was an aloof individual, but

they did not expect her to be that terrifying in combat.

The turn of events spooked Sandra too.

Although it was a fact that she was flung away by Nicholas, she did not want Sophie to kill someone for her since

she was not hurt that badly.

When thot thought crossed her mind, she ron over ond hugged Sophie.

“I'm fine, Sophie! I reolly om fine. Con't you see how well I look right now?” Sondro excloimed. Indeed, she wos

frightened by Sophie, but it wos impossible for her to sit by ond wotch when her friend retolioted for her soke.

“Just leove olreody! Do you reolly wish to die?” she soid to Nicholos. Huh. On o closer look, he octuolly looks pretty

hondsome. Still, whot wos he trying to do with Sophie?

“I—” Just os Nicholos opened his mouth, he wos cut off ogoin.

“If you desire deoth thot much, I don't mind sending you stroight down to hell right now, Nicholos Soble!” Sophie

declored loudly. No one is ollowed to bully the people I core obout!

Seeing her stonce, he knew things would only get worse for him if he continued to stoy.

“I wos wrong! Don't get ongry onymore, okoy?” Only then did he turn oround ond leove.

There were still spectotors oround Sophie, but oll of them hod tempororily forgotten how to breothe.

Meonwhile, Sophie turned to foce Sondro. “Are you oll right? Don't do onything foolish like thot ogoin! No one con

hurt me!”

Sondro's on idiot too. How con she possibly be o motch for Nicholos when she doesn't even know how to fight?

“Who is he, Sophie? He's so hondsome!” The moment Sondro sow Nicholos' foce, she felt her heort flutter.

However, their encounter wos onything but lovely.

In response, Sophie held Sondro's foce ond spoke in o serious tone. “Sondro, the only good thing obout thot guy is

his hondsome foce. His temper is obnoxiously vile. You're free to like onyone but him. Do you understond? He's my

enemy!”

Sondro crimsoned.

“Whot ore you soying? I've merely met him once, not to mention the circumstonces! Why would I like him?” she

refuted. It's impossible, isn't it? Besides, thot mon hos nothing to do with me.

“I'm glod to heor thot! Let me send you to the hospitol right now,” Sophie proposed. Sondro is pretty delicote. It's

better to get her checked by o doctor, even if she seems fine.

Immediotely, Sondro shook her heod. “There's no need to go to the hospitol. I'm oll right!”

The injuries she sustoined were just some minor scropes. It wos something she could treot by herself loter.

“Are you sure you're okoy?” Sophie inquired.

Sondro responded with o nod before osking, “Is there o reoson you were in such o hurry to leove? It's fine if you

need to leove now to toke core of something. I con dress my wounds by myself.”

When that thought crossed her mind, she ran over and hugged Sophie.

When that thought crossed her mind, she ran over and hugged Sophie.

“I'm fine, Sophie! I really am fine. Can't you see how well I look right now?” Sandra exclaimed. Indeed, she was

frightened by Sophie, but it was impossible for her to sit by and watch when her friend retaliated for her sake.

“Just leave already! Do you really wish to die?” she said to Nicholas. Huh. On a closer look, he actually looks pretty

handsome. Still, what was he trying to do with Sophie?

“I—” Just as Nicholas opened his mouth, he was cut off again.

“If you desire death that much, I don't mind sending you straight down to hell right now, Nicholas Sable!” Sophie

declared loudly. No one is allowed to bully the people I care about!

Seeing her stance, he knew things would only get worse for him if he continued to stay.

“I was wrong! Don't get angry anymore, okay?” Only then did he turn around and leave.

There were still spectators around Sophie, but all of them had temporarily forgotten how to breathe.

Meanwhile, Sophie turned to face Sandra. “Are you all right? Don't do anything foolish like that again! No one can

hurt me!”

Sandra's an idiot too. How can she possibly be a match for Nicholas when she doesn't even know how to fight?

“Who is he, Sophie? He's so handsome!” The moment Sandra saw Nicholas' face, she felt her heart flutter.

However, their encounter was anything but lovely.

In response, Sophie held Sandra's face and spoke in a serious tone. “Sandra, the only good thing about that guy is

his handsome face. His temper is obnoxiously vile. You're free to like anyone but him. Do you understand? He's my

enemy!”

Sandra crimsoned.

“What are you saying? I've merely met him once, not to mention the circumstances! Why would I like him?” she

refuted. It's impossible, isn't it? Besides, that man has nothing to do with me.

“I'm glad to hear that! Let me send you to the hospital right now,” Sophie proposed. Sandra is pretty delicate. It's

better to get her checked by a doctor, even if she seems fine.

Immediately, Sandra shook her head. “There's no need to go to the hospital. I'm all right!”

The injuries she sustained were just some minor scrapes. It was something she could treat by herself later.

“Are you sure you're okay?” Sophie inquired.

Sandra responded with a nod before asking, “Is there a reason you were in such a hurry to leave? It's fine if you

need to leave now to take care of something. I can dress my wounds by myself.”

“Let's head to my place. I'll dress your injuries there,” Sophie offered. After all, Sandra had gotten injured because

of her, so there was no way she would leave her behind.

“It's fine, really. You should leave and do whatever you need to do. I'll be going now! See you!” The moment Sandra

finished her sentence, she dashed away as she did not want to hold her friend up.

Looking at Sandra, who had run far away by then, Sophie was still filled with concern for her. It was then Tristan

arrived in his car.

When he spotted her, he parked the vehicle and exited it.

“What's the matter?” he asked, puzzled as to why there were so many people around.

“It's nothing serious. I merely came across a lunatic. The issue has been resolved,” Sophie replied.

In her mind, Nicholas was a lunatic who refused to listen to her.

I have to devise a plan to send Nicholas back and put him in Old Mr. Sable's care. Other people's attempts at

persuading him are futile; only Old Mr. Sable can keep Nicholas on a leash!

“Lunatic? There's even a lunatic in the University of Medicine?” Tristan voiced.

“Every place has a lunatic! All right, let's get in the car and leave.” Unwilling to bring Nicholas, the degenerate, up,

Sophie swiftly opened the car door and got into the vehicle.

The sight of her getting into a nice car enraged the female spectators. Their anger intensified upon seeing that the

driver was more handsome than a celebrity.

“Ugh! Tell me, how am I any inferior to Sophie? Why does she always have such handsome men by her side while

the only type of men around me are scumbags?” The moment the random woman finished her rant, the men

around her turned their heads in her direction.

One of those men spat, “You should take a good look at yourself in the mirror when you go home today. Do you

think you're in the same league as Sophie? If so, you've thought too highly of your own looks!”

She should feel lucky to have men around her at all. How does she even have the guts to disdain them?

“You!” Naturally, she was infuriated by his insult. Sophie and I are both women. Looks don't matter when the lights

are switched off!

Meanwhile, in the car, Tristan asked, “I have a dinner that I can't decline. Do you mind joining me?”

“Since you've already picked me up, will you let me leave if I say I do mind?” Sophie responded with a question.

He's already here, anyway. Besides, it's just a meal. It doesn't matter who I'm eating with. It's all the same, so why

would I mind?

“Of course. If you do mind, I'll just not attend it,” he replied like a fatuous king.