Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 142

John stared at Isabelle’s message for a while before replying, ‘Not at all.’ Subsequently, there was nothing else from her end.

Sophia knew that John’s phone dinged and was well aware that he’d received a message. In fact, she was almost certain who the sender was, but she didn’t bother looking, not even glancing out the corner of her eye.

She was chatting with the singer back then. The singer said that he’d been going around to a few cities, but he didn’t quite like them all, so he was at a loss as to where he should go next. Thus, Sophia naturally went along with the conversation and invited him to this city to have a look. There were several underground bars in the city center with lounge singers, so she felt that this was a viable option for him.

The singer replied with a smiley and a voice message. Without even thinking about it, Sophia played it, upon which the singer’s voice drifted out, sounding very much alluring. He didn’t say anything outrageous, merely saying that he’d treat her to a meal if he decided to come.

Beaming, Sophia replied, ‘If you come, I’ll treat you to a meal. Perhaps I’ll even let you sample my cooking.’


John stared intently at Sophia. She looks sincere. After a moment’s contemplation, he retracted his gaze. Sophia didn’t chat for long either, all noise subsiding after a short while.

After John was done eating, he didn’t leave immediately but sat there and waited for Sophia. When she placed her cutlery down slowly, he finally asked, “Was it the singer we met in the hotel?”

Sophia raised her eyes and looked at him. “Yup.”

John tried recalling the person’s countenance. He’s the gentle and elegant type, so he does look quite the pair with Sophia. He nodded. “Is he coming?” Sophia said yes, so after turning it over in his mind, he chuckled. “Do you need me to make myself scarce?”

Bewilderment swamped Sophia, but after mulling it over for a bit, she could somewhat guess John’s meaning. He’s trying to give me some space with that singer. She chortled as well. “We’ll see when he arrives. I’ll tell you when I need you to do so.”

The corners of John’s mouth lifted. “Okay.” After saying that, he stood up and cleared the table. After sharing two meals, they both seemed to have a clear division of labor—Sophia cooked, while John did the dishes. Despite knowing that he was somewhat cheating, Sophia wasn’t bothered since she was rather gracious in some things.

Sophia went out to look at her flowers again and stood in the yard, noticing that John had driven his car in, parking right beside the plant rack.

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