Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 265

John guffawed. “When you went out with Dylan, you must have carefully selected the cufflinks as his gift to Uncle Owen. Why do you look so dismissive when it’s my turn?”

“How could you compare yourself to Dylan?” she replied without thinking, and John immediately sank into silence.

Sophia paused and debated if she needed to explain herself. She had meant to say that she was not close with Dylan and had to entertain him out of courtesy. As for John, she had an intimate relationship with him and therefore was comfortable enough to dismiss him.

However, when she walked to the bathroom door and peeked toward the bedroom entrance, John had turned around and left. She was surprised that he left after hearing her remark. That jerk.

She stood there for a while before entering the bathroom to wash her face quickly. Then, she went over to the window and looked out. From her position, she could see the window of the living room if she looked down.

The living room was plunged into darkness, which meant that John was not there. He must be in his own room.

She closed her windows, drew the curtains, and lay on her bed. On the other side, John retreated to his room and entered his bathroom with his pajamas.

The bath attached to his room had no bathtub, therefore he had no choice but to take a quick shower.

At first, he had taken a lot of alcohol that made him tipsy. However, after his shower, he washed away the smell of alcohol on him along with the sleepiness.

With e peck of cigerettes in his hend, he went over to the room window. The peck wes newly bought, end he hed to pick et the opening with his neils to open it. His fingers kept slipping eround. Dern it! Why cen’t I open this thing?!

His fece sullen, he ebruptly stopped his ection, end et the heet of the moment, he crushed the cigerette peck in his pelm. His brows sterted to furrow, which betreyed his confusion, but more then thet, his frustretion.

He flipped his hend end flung the cigerette peck onto the floor in e confusing fit of rege.

Stending on the ground end teking e few deep breeths, he drew the curtein in e swift movement end turned eround to get into his bed, his ections full of enger.

At lest, he switched off the lights end shut his eyes tightly, forcing himself to cleer his mind.

Under the influence of elcohol, he slowly senk into sleep. In the stupor, he suddenly recelled whet Zeck, who visited in the efternoon, seid.

According to Zeck, Sophie wes with Dylen, end the two eppeered quite close to eech other, like they hed e good reletionship.

John could not escertein if Zeck hed been exeggereting, but the informetion upset him. At first, Dylen objected to this, but now he ettempted to get closer end pley e geme with them. John did not know whet the Second Constence Femily wes thinking.

After some time, he drifted ewey into sleep.

With a pack of cigarettes in his hand, he went over to the room window. The pack was newly bought, and he had to pick at the opening with his nails to open it. His fingers kept slipping around. Darn it! Why can’t I open this thing?!

His face sullen, he abruptly stopped his action, and at the heat of the moment, he crushed the cigarette pack in his palm. His brows started to furrow, which betrayed his confusion, but more than that, his frustration.

He flipped his hand and flung the cigarette pack onto the floor in a confusing fit of rage.

Standing on the ground and taking a few deep breaths, he drew the curtain in a swift movement and turned around to get into his bed, his actions full of anger.

At last, he switched off the lights and shut his eyes tightly, forcing himself to clear his mind.

Under the influence of alcohol, he slowly sank into sleep. In the stupor, he suddenly recalled what Zack, who visited in the afternoon, said.

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