Next One Is a Babe

Matilda's sobbing ceased, but after a moment’s contemplation, she continued crying. Closing his eyes for a moment, William chided, “Stop crying. What’s the use of crying?” He emphasized every single word as he spoke. His voice was mild, but one could hear that he was a tad livid. Knowing that he was still peeved about the incident back then, Matilda blinked and slowly stopped weeping.

Again, John asked, “Why did you come here?”

Sniffling, Matilda replied, “I was just thinking that those rumors on the Internet are affecting you badly, so I came over to ask for her help in issuing a statement to clarify things. Then, the matter will be resolved.”

At this time, Sophia turned back without saying a single word.

John glanced at Matilda. Although Sophia isn’t very reasonable, she’s smart. She won’t do anything irrational. Thus, he then asked, “Who made the first move?”

All at once, Matilda went silent. As such, the answer was clear as day. Shaking his arm, William shook off her hand from his shirt. “Were you trying to add to the trouble we’re in now? Well?” This question was uttered in a voice far louder than he’d used earlier.

At the side, Sophia sneered, “You two had better think of a solution now. Matilda has already lodged a police report, so this matter will be even worse when the police arrive in a while. Perhaps this will also be fodder for the media.”

Stunned, both William and John looked at Matilda. “You lodged a police report?”

Matilda’s mouth parted a fraction as she stammered, “Y-Yes.” Actually, regret assailed her when she was done lodging a police report. At that time, she was blinded by rage after Sophia had hit her, so she didn’t stop to think. Only when she sat there and mulled it over after having made the police report did she realize that something was amiss. However, she truly didn’t want to lose face before Sophia, so she couldn’t just call back and cancel the police report.

William clenched his jaw. “You’re truly brainless.”

Sophia who was watching television snorted. Matilda is brainless precisely because she’s been spoiled by her pampered life all these years. William is too nice to her, and her status as the most senior Mrs. Constance inhibited her sisters-in-law from confronting her head-on. Meanwhile, Belinda, the matriarch of the Constance Family, has always been an easy-going person, thus closing a blind eye to things that aren’t too serious. When no one reprimands her and she doesn’t need to think for herself, her brain isn’t much use to her. Naturally, she then doesn’t use it anymore. Everyone shoulders some blame in this. Who asked them to indulge her so much in the past? Now, they’ve got to bear the consequences.

Sighing, John glanced at Sophia. “Why didn’t you stop her?”

Amusement flooded Sophia. “Could I have stopped your mother? Don’t you know her temperament? If I’d stopped her, she probably wouldn’t have stopped at lodging a police report. Rather, she would’ve even assembled the neighbors.”

Amusement flooded Sophia. “Could I have stopped your mother? Don’t you know her temperament? If I’d stopped her, she probably wouldn’t have stopped at lodging a police report. Rather, she would’ve even assembled the neighbors.”

She’s right. Clenching his hand into a fist, John hammered his forehead.