Seeing the redness in his eyes, Sophia smiled.

"Michael, even if you're serious, did you ever ask if I want to marry you?"

Michael was taken aback after hearing her words.

He had always believed he was in control when it came to love, making decisions without asking for anyone's opinion.

Noticing his shock, Sophia let out a scoff.

"It's clear you've never thought about my feelings. You expect me to go along with whatever you decide. To you, I'm no different from a maid, someone you can command. You're always so arrogant, acting like what I want doesn't matter, right?"

"I... I..." Michael stammered. It wasn’t that he didn’t...