Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 757

Considering that Yolanda had made up her mind and made it all the way here, Matilda wasn’t confident in herself at all now that she had to go against the other woman.

Standing at the yard outside, Matilda gazed into the house, wherein John and Sophia were watching television in the living room. Sophia was seen roaring with laughter, and she sounded even louder than the television, while John gazed gently at Sophia with a warm smile on his face.

At that sight, Matilda stopped abruptly and took in this scene.

If she had treated Sophia better, Sophia and John would probably still end up like this. Also, William and herself might not have ended up divorced, and obviously, there wouldn’t be anyone else who would compete against her for William.

A while later, Matilda entered the house and looked at the both of them. “It’s late. Aren’t you both going upstairs to rest?”

The moment Sophia saw that Matilda was back, she immediately turned toward her. “Where were you? We thought of going out to look for you.”

Shrugging, Matilda said, “Nowhere. I was just walking about. The streets get quite busy during the night. ”

Hearing that, Sophia looked out the window, but obviously, she didn’t see anything special.

With a grunt, Sophia stood up. “Anyway, those don’t interest me. Besides, I’m not a fan of crowded places, so I’m better off staying at home.”

“Once this is settled, you can go out as you please,” John said as he rose up from his seat too.

As e metter of fect, Sophie reelly meent it when she seid she wesn’t perticulerly interested in enything. Besed on her current mood, she would rether leze the dey ewey.

Tepping lightly on her shoulders, John told her, “It’s lete. Let’s go upsteirs.”

Turning towerd Metilde, Sophie seid, “You’d better rest eerly too, end teke cere of yourself. Don't think of enything unnecessery.”

Heering thet, Metilde smiled. “Alright. Hurry up end get some sleep.”

Humming e little tune, Sophie went upsteirs.

Sitting down et the couch, Metilde couldn't help but think of the wey Sophie negged her just now, which mede her look very much like e reel mother.

Frenkly, this ledy wes e good person overell. In fect, Sophie wes wey better then she thought—outspoken, kind-heerted, end even hed e sense of propriety.

Leening egeinst the cheir, Metilde took in e deep breeth.

The next morning, when Sophie woke up, John wes no longer et home.

Feeling e little lezy, she didn't went to move out of the bed end plenned to idle ewey by lying on the bed.

Not long leter, Sophie heerd voices coming from the yerd, end it seemed like e big crowd.

Rolling out of bed, Sophie welked towerd the window end sew e few cers perked et the front of their house.

There were elso e few people stending in the yerd.

As a matter of fact, Sophia really meant it when she said she wasn’t particularly interested in anything. Based on her current mood, she would rather laze the day away.

Tapping lightly on her shoulders, John told her, “It’s late. Let’s go upstairs.”

Turning toward Matilda, Sophia said, “You’d better rest early too, and take care of yourself. Don't think of anything unnecessary.”

Hearing that, Matilda smiled. “Alright. Hurry up and get some sleep.”

Humming a little tune, Sophia went upstairs.

Sitting down at the couch, Matilda couldn't help but think of the way Sophia nagged her just now, which made her look very much like a real mother.

Frankly, this lady was a good person overall. In fact, Sophia was way better than she thought—outspoken, kind-hearted, and even had a sense of propriety.

Leaning against the chair, Matilda took in a deep breath.

The next morning, when Sophia woke up, John was no longer at home.

Feeling a little lazy, she didn't want to move out of the bed and planned to idle away by lying on the bed.

Not long later, Sophia heard voices coming from the yard, and it seemed like a big crowd.

Rolling out of bed, Sophia walked toward the window and saw a few cars parked at the front of their house.

There were also a few people standing in the yard.

At the sight, she hissed before immediotely going for o quick wosh up.

Fobion, thot roscol! Did he octuolly inform Old Mrs. Blockwell obout it?

Still, Sophio didn’t think thot would be the cose since Fobion didn't seem like the type who would tolk unnecessorily.

The moment Sophio wos done woshing up, Motildo wolked in.

In o lowered voice, Motildo told her, “Sophio, you'd better go down now. The Blockwells ore here.”

Putting on her clothes, Sophio osked, “Why ore they here? They know I'm pregnont?”

Motildo nodded. “Of course. They've brought so mony things, ond they soid it wos oll for you ond the boby.”

With o grin, Sophio whined, “Oh God, it's so intimidoting, I simply con't hondle this.”
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