Next One Is a Babe

Matilda had one question she wanted to ask. “How’s Yolanda doing? Better?” William froze, then Matilda smiled. “Don’t think too much about it. I’m just asking.”

A while later, he answered, “She’s healing up now, though she’ll be needing a clutch. She can handle daily tasks though.”

“That’s good to hear,” Matilda answered, then they said nothing more.

William looked back at her a few times before explaining, “Yolanda’s been living alone, so it’s hard for her, and she didn’t even tell her family about this, so I wanted to help her.”

“Oh.” Matilda looked at him. “You don’t have to tell me about it. You must have your own reasons. I would have minded in the past, but not now. We aren’t a couple, so this isn’t what I should care about. You don’t have to tell me either.” She looked ahead. “To be honest, if you were to ask me whether I regret my actions, I’d say no, I don’t. William, in the past, you were nice to me, and I know I’ve been unreasonable, but my reaction toward Yolanda was normal. You guys were the ones who didn’t care about how I felt.” Then she shook her head. “Forget it. Why did I even say that? It’s all in the past now.”

William put his hands in his pockets, and he was at a loss for words. There was no need for any explanation now that they were at this point. It’d be useless, so they walked around for a while more before going back to Sophia’s home. Ms. Cannon had prepared dinner, and she was ushering everyone into the dining room.

John helped Belinda up, but she waved him away and beckoned at Sophia. “I only want Sophia to help me. She’s just so lovable.”

John smiled. So everyone hates me now, huh?

Nobody said a word during dinner. Back in the Constance Residence, everyone only focused on eating as well. Old habits die hard indeed.

Usually, Sophia and Matilda would be chatting over dinner, but since Belinda and William were here, they felt obligated to keep quiet.

Matilda kept reminding Sophia what she should eat throughout dinner to make sure she was getting enough nutrients. Belinda looked up at her, but Matilda only cared about herself and Sophia.

The dinner didn’t take long, and everyone put their forks down after a while. Belinda looked at Ms. Cannon. “Nice cooking. With you here, Sophia’s in good hands.”

The dinner didn’t take long, and everyone put their forks down after a while. Belinda looked at Ms. Cannon. “Nice cooking. With you here, Sophia’s in good hands.”

Ms. Cannon smiled. “The madam asked me here to take care of the young madam.”