Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 128

Sophia went back to her room, delighted. She took her phone out and scrolled through her Facebook wall. Zack commented, asking her what happened. Then, there was that singer who asked her to cheer up. She turned her phone off and lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

She didn’t know what she should do, so she killed time by simply lying on the bed.

John was busy in the afternoon. When the servant called him, he was notified of his mother’s apology toward Sophia. He could hear the sounds of crying in the background, then when he listened closely, he knew who it was. If Matilda was crying now, it could only be because of the apology.

John pretended not to hear it and hung up after saying he got it. His mother was spoiled by his father, and even Old Mrs. Constance took a step back at times. Thanks to that, she thought she was all powerful, but now Sophia proved otherwise. Nevertheless, it wasn’t like he could do anything about it though. She had to bear the consequences of doing or saying the wrong thing, so an apology wasn’t too much.

If Old Mr. Constance was still alive, an apology wouldn’t cut it. He was an honest man who wouldn’t talk bad about anyone behind their backs. If he knew what Matilda had said, he would have flown into a rage. After hanging up, he leaned back against his chair and massaged his forehead.

He didn’t sleep well last night, so coupling that up with the business earlier, he felt drowsy. Zack came in with some documents which needed his approval, while some needed to be handed to William. After handing John the documents, he asked, “What happened between you and Sophia? I called her, and still she didn’t take it, nor did she reply to my comments.”

John didn’t want to talk about this, so he put his documents down. “Get on with your work.”

Zack knew this was big with how he reacted, for this was the same deal as the time he got the divorce. Are they going their separate ways now? Zack didn’t dare ask, so he left the office with the documents in hand.

John couldn’t focus on anything now, so he went to the bathroom. Dylan was in there too, washing his hands, and John didn’t greet him. Instead, he went to the basin beside Dylan. His mind was muddled, so he came to wash his face. Dylan looked down at his hands. “So you two aren’t divorced yet.” John paused for a moment, but he said nothing, nor did he look at Dylan. Then, Dylan smiled warmly. “See. You should have thanked me.” He wiped his hands dry and left.

John held himself against the basin and looked into the mirror. Thank you? What a joke.

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