Next One Is a Babe

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If things went on in that direction, Matilda might very well blurt out the fact that Sophia was pregnant. Scratching her head, Sophia tried to imagine how John would react once he knew she was pregnant, but to no avail. Despite the fear of knowing how he would react, she couldn’t help but be curious about it. The two choices were pulling her in two directions, putting her in a tight spot.

Subsequently, Sophia took out the report from the checkup and stared at it. Soon, the commotion downstairs indicated that dinner was ready, so she quickly tucked the report away. Without needing John to come get her, she went downstairs after tidying her clothes. In the meantime, the others had already set up the table, while John had gotten to the staircase, apparently intending to go get her. Upon noticing that Sophia came down on her own, John smiled. “Come, let’s eat.”

Laying eyes on John, Sophia realized he was still wearing the apron, which presented him as a family man. Sophia pursed her lips, only to let out a giggle after a few seconds. “You look nice in that.”

John smiled as soon as he heard her remark. “Is that so? If that’s the case, I suppose I will cook for you whenever I have time.”

Without a word, Sophia entered the dining room alongside John. Meanwhile, Matilda was already sitting by the table. Staring at the dishes laid out on it, she clicked her tongue. “My son sure has changed after marrying his wife. He can cook almost anything.”

Both Sophia and John were startled by Matilda’s words, as she didn’t depict them as being independent from each other. However, Logan began eating as he didn’t notice what Matilda said. On the other hand, Sophia took a deep breath while her stomach began churning. Due to the variety of dishes, she was being presented with a myriad of smells that seemed to upset her stomach.

Sophia tried to hold herself back while grasping onto her fork, but failed miserably when she had to leave the dining room in a hurry. There was a pause in John’s movements before he stood up, but Matilda was even faster than him. Meanwhile, Sophia was leaning against the basin when she puked, which literally emptied her stomach of what little content it had.

Matilda helped soothe her by patting on her back, all the while heaving a sigh. “Bear with it. That’s just how things are in the beginning stages.”

In the meantime, John held a menacing gaze while looking in the direction of the washroom from the entrance of the dining room. All strength had left Sophia when the bout of sickness was over, so Matilda had to help her to the sofa. Glancing at John, Matilda heaved a sigh. “I suppose it was because of her gastritis. You should leave this to me.”