Next One Is a Babe

After causing Mrs. Constance to leave with anger, Sophia lay down on the bed again and felt extremely comfortable in her heart.

Not to mention, the bed that she was lying on was soft and comfortable too.

Even though she was not sleepy, she lay down on the bed since she had nothing else to do.

Therefore, Sophia kept lying on the bed until the sky had almost turned dark before she got up again.

She was too familiar with the Constance Residence.

She then got out of bed and went out for a walk.

Since the sun had set, she could enjoy the scenery in the garden.

Sophia slowly walked over to a place with a cane chair and a sunshade.

She sat on the chair and rocked it.

Who knew that rich people’s lives could be so comfortable.

Later, Sophia took out her phone to surf the web and noticed that the news of John and her divorce had not been leaked out.

Isabelle herself was calm too.

She was able to stay away from the Constance Family’s problems even when she knew about the inside stories of the family.

Sophia tried putting herself in Isabelle’s shoes and thought that if she was Isabelle, she might not be able to pull this off.

She would have found someone to tell about John’s divorce.

After all, for the sake of love, women were capable of doing anything.

She felt that as a woman herself, she would understand if Isabelle did this to them.

However, Isabelle did not leak the news of their divorce.

Indeed, she was strong and calm.

Oftentimes, people like Isabelle who were quiet could also get what they wanted, and it would be the most terrifying thing to go against people like her.

Fortunately, Sophia would not count Isabelle as her rival now since she did not have any relations with John anymore.

Sophia slowly hummed as she continued reading some gossip news.

Meanwhile, just as John got home and got out of his car, he saw a person sitting in the gardens.

Next to the car park was the garden. The Constance Residence had always been quiet, so Sophia’s hums could be heard clearly.

In fact, she had good vocals and was able to touch a person when one heard her sing melancholic songs.

John then slowly walked over, trying his best not to make any sound.

He stood at the side of the garden and watched Sophia.

It was unsure what she was looking at on her phone, but Sophia chuckled twice and the dimples on her cheeks appeared.

Sophia was wearing a pair of hot pants, and after she took off her shoes, she sat cross-legged on the cane chair, all the while humming and looking at her phone.

John had never seen this casual and lazy side of Sophia before.

Sophia sat there looking at her phone for quite some time before looking up to the sky. She thought that it was about time that she entered the house.

She placed both her feet down. Before she wore her shoes, Sophia noticed John.

John had his hands in his pockets while he stood there watching her; she was unsure of how long he had been standing there.

Sophia raised her eyebrows. “I didn’t know you had the habit of peeping on others, President Constance.”

John’s voice sounded calm as he replied, “How could you call this peeping? I’m not hiding anywhere and have been standing here for a long time. You’re the one who didn’t notice me.”

Meanwhile, Sophia bent down to wear her shoes. As the collar of her clothes was slightly loose, her cleavage was slightly revealed when she lowered her head.

John slowly diverted his gaze and continued, “Oh, right. I went to your house this afternoon to bring some of your clothes over.”

Sophia stood up and tidied her clothes before grunting in reply.

Those clothes were bought while she was staying at the Constance Residence. Although they were expensive, she did not like them.