Next One Is a Babe

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Ian hailed a cab and gave the driver Sophia’s home address. During the trip to her place, his drunk mind became completely sober.

The cab stopped at Sophia’s place. When he reached there, he saw that the lights on the second floor were turned off, but he could see John’s car parked at her porch. He’s indeed here! Ian rushed down from the cab.

Although he felt less drunk now, he still failed to control himself and jumped across the fence into the garden, rushing up to bang on the front door.

On the second floor, Sophia and John were deep in the moment. She even asked him in a daze, “What’s that sound?”

John gave her a kiss and started moving on top of her more rigorously. “There’s nothing.”

After banging the door for some time, Ian finally took out his phone and made a call to John. That was when he found out that John’s phone was turned off. Raging, Ian lost his self-control and smashed his phone on the floor.

Taking two deep breaths to calm himself down, he noted that since John’s car was still at Sophia’s place, it was probably an indicator that he was in the house. So, does that mean he’s staying the night at her place?

Ian closed his eyes and broke into laughter out of extreme frustration. So, John is taking revenge on me for staying the night here before. That’s why he decided to stay tonight.

After the intimacy with John, Sophia fell into a deep sleep; she had been in a daze since the start.

Normally, John would be tired out after any physical activity, but right now, his mind was crystal clear. He went over and rummaged through Sophia’s closet. Great, my clothes from before are folded and stored by her.

After some thinking, he carried her to the bathroom and placed her into the bathtub before returning to change the bedsheet. As a young master, John had never tried doing this before, so he was very clumsy when he changed the sheets. When everything was done, he went into the bathroom to bathe Sophia, wiping her body dry and carrying her back into the room, where he put her pajamas on for her.

Finally, John took a bath towel and wrapped himself in it, strolling his way to his previous bedroom to search for something. In the closet of that room lay his clothes that he had intentionally left here from before.

Then, he took out the clothes and put them on. With a trash bag full of stuff in his hand, he went downstairs. The moment the lights in the living room turned on, Ian immediately noticed the change. John went over to open the door for him. “Mr. Morgan, what brings you here at this time in the night?”

This was the first time Ian showed a merciless expression to anyone. “John Constance, you’re too shameless.” Then, he strode into the living room, looking like he was about to dash up to the second floor at any moment. Leaning against the doorway, John chuckled. “Sophia has just fallen asleep. It was too tiring for her.”

John’s comment made Ian freeze. Next, John crossed his arms and turned around to take a seat on the sofa, resting his legs on the coffee table. “Is she this enthusiastic too when she’s with you?”