They spent the night going at it nonstop, causing them to wake up late the next day. Old Mrs. Constance and Mrs. Constance were downstairs, surprised when the servant said both of them hadn't come down yet. They could understand it if it was Sophia, but John had never slept in.

Mrs. Constance was worried her son might be unwell, so she stood up. “I’ll take a look upstairs.”

“Of course.” Old Mrs. Constance nodded.

Mrs. Constance quickly went up, and both of their rooms’ doors were closed. Firstly, she went to knock on John’s room’s door and lowered her voice as she called, “Are you awake, John? Do you feel unwell anywhere?” However, nobody came to take the door, though Sophia’s room’s door was opened instead.

John came out while buttoning his shirt. “I slept in,” he said hoarsely. Mrs. Constance was petrified, but John ignored her and went to his room’s bathroom.

Mrs. Constance’s jaw almost dropped to the floor as she looked at John, then at Sophia’s room. Even though John had closed the door, Mrs. Constance didn’t give up, so she opened it quietly and looked inside. Sophia was in bed, covered in a blanket, obviously sleeping. They were alone in a room last night? Something must have happened. Her expression changed, then she quickly went into John’s room. “W-Why were you in Sophia’s room last night?”
They spent the night going at it nonstop, causing them to wake up late the next day. Old Mrs. Constance and Mrs. Constance were downstairs, surprised when the servant said both of them hadn't come down yet. They could understand it if it was Sophia, but John had never slept in.


John came out of the bathroom. “I was drunk.”

“Drunk?” Mrs. Constance was shocked.

John didn’t care to explain as he looked at the time and saw that he was late for work. Taking out his phone, he called Zack to tell him about work before going to take his clothes from the cabinet.

Mrs. Constance closed the door and hissed, “Tell me the truth. D-Did you two, you know…”

John knew what she was talking about, so he remained quiet, for there was no need to talk about this.

Mrs. Constance gnashed her teeth. “Y-You can’t do that. You’re divorced.”

John remained quiet, then he looked at her after taking his clothes, meaning that it was time for him to change, so Mrs. Constance should look away.

Mrs. Constance was trembling in anger. “Did she seduce you? I told you she’s an evil woman. I—”

“I asked for it,” John replied.

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