Arthur POV
A week had passed, and I haven’t found Sophia yet. I never thought that she could be this hard to find. Tristan has been trying his best to keep looking and update me every day. My phone suddenly rings, distracting me from my thought. It was my mom. “Hello, mom,” I said flatly. “Arthur, you haven’t called in a week.” She said sarcastically. “Sorry, mom. I’ve been very busy lately.” I reasoned with her. “Have you contact Jenny. How about the wedding?” mom asked again. “Mom, I’ve told you before, and my answer is still the same. I can’t marry Jenny.” I said sternly. My mom sighed from the other side. “Please clean up this mess, Arthur. Don’t make me even more disappointed.” She then cut off the call. I have to prove the baby is not mine. I took the test result that Jenny brou
