Next One Is a Babe

That day, she saw Ian’s busted phone in the yard. After Sophia gave it some thought, everything finally made sense. That day, she also found the sheet in the washing machine, cleaned but not dried. When Sophia called John to ask about this, he only said it was because she puked all over it, so Sophia didn’t think much about it. How could he?! I trusted him! This b*stard!

Her face fell, and she sat up slowly. A storm was raging within her, but she played it calm. “If that’s the case, the room should have been messed up, but it wasn’t, and you never told me about this.” Since he was asleep, Sophia shoved him. “Why did you pretend nothing happened after that? Tell me.” She tried her best to sound calm.

John grabbed her hand by reflex. “Calm down, Sophia,” he told her.

Calm down?! I-I… She jumped out of bed and glared at him. Calm down? I feel like killing you right now!

If he had told her what he did that night, she would have taken a morning after pill instead of letting it slide. She never wanted his baby. Even though it was regrettable they didn’t have one when they were married, the baby still shouldn’t exist now that they were divorced.

Sophia took a deep breath and looked around for something, then she picked up a pillow and tried to suffocate John with it. However, John reacted quickly. Noticing the lack of air, he quickly pulled the pillow off his face and threw it away. Sophia, being the weaker one, couldn’t do anything about it. He sat up, frowning, then he realized Sophia was the one suffocating him. “Sophia? What are you doing?” He was confused.

Sophia gritted her teeth, and a while later, she spat, “You b*stard.”

John didn’t remember what he said earlier. He was too overjoyed, so he had a lot to drink. All he could remember was falling asleep, and nothing of the conversation with Sophia registered in his mind.

Sophia was looking gloomy. After she glowered for a while, she stormed out of the room, leaving John flabbergasted. A short while later, he went to look outside the window, and he saw Sophia in the yard, her arms crossed, and she looked angry.

Then, he went down. The alcohol was disorienting him, and he was wobbling, but he was worried about Sophia.

Sophia could hear him coming up to her when he came to the living room, so she turned to him. “Don’t come here, you b*stard. How dare you?”