Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 707

John hummed in the affirmative. “We’ll go meet him in person later.”

Upon noticing that everybody had arrived, Ms. Cannon began cooking, while Sophia’s stomach began churning as soon as she took in the greasy smell from the kitchen. Therefore, she stood to leave. “I’ll be getting some rest upstairs. Enjoy yourselves.”

Matilda knew Sophia might be feeling unwell, so she chimed in, “Yeah, you probably should after shopping for such a long time.”

Without checking on anybody else, Sophia walked upstairs languidly. She then got herself a change of clothes before lying down on bed. Despite initial plans to dissect the matter in order to predict Isabelle’s next move, she was feeling drowsy soon enough. Her mind was muddled up when she was halfway through recalling her long-standing feud with Isabelle, and she dozed off after that.

Thus, she had no idea what the people downstairs were talking about. All she knew was someone embraced her from behind when she was still sleeping. “You have such a short temper,” a voice chided. She wasn’t fully awake, so she shied away from whoever that was behind her, which made the person smile, but neither did she fully register it as she flipped herself over to continue sleeping.

John lay beside her with a smile and began patting her shoulder after she was once again sound asleep. Some time later, Matilda came to fetch them both, but she merely reprimanded John without stepping into the room. “Didn’t I tell you to fetch her for dinner? What are you even doing?”

With a smile, John said, “I’ll bring her downstairs in a bit. She’s sound asleep now.”

Matilda was somewhat displeased by his response. “Oh, be quick. She can go right back to sleep after dinner. The dishes will taste cold and bland if she waits too long.”

Chuckling amicably, John resigned himself to obeying his mother. “Alright, I get it.”

Matilda left after a while, after which John caressed Sophia’s face while trying to wake her. “Sophia, it’s time for dinner.”

Seeing that she wasn’t reacting, John dipped down for a kiss after spending some time staring at her. It was far more effective compared to his previous attempt, as Sophia woke up a few seconds later to start punching him. Letting go of her, John smiled. “Come on, let’s have dinner.”

With a frown on her face, Sophia grumbled, “John Constance, don’t you have any decorum?”

John paid her no heed while helping her up from bed. He then got her a towel from the bathroom to wipe her face. With the lights off and without moving from her spot, Sophia stared at him in the dark as the skies darkened. John’s gentleness was far more alluring compared to the harsh facade he used to put up. The contrast only served as a reminder that he never loved her in the past. With a sophisticated glance, she kept her silence.

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