Next One Is a Babe

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“Was she alone?” Matilda asked, startled.

Sophia shook her head, and it was John who answered, “There was a man next to her. I think that’s her matchmake partner, and they look rather compatible. We saw that they were chatting happily and seemed to be getting along well.”

Nodding, Matilda said, “That’s good.”

Feeling a little nosy, Sophia’s eyes drifted toward William. In the end, she didn’t see any reaction from him as he kept his eyes fixed on his laptop with a frown.

Matilda noticed the look in her eyes and chuckled. Patting her shoulder, she said in a hushed voice, “Yolanda called him just two days ago.”

Raising an eyebrow, she asked hurriedly, “What did she say? Why is she calling now?”

Sighing, Matilda answered, “Well, she didn’t say anything inappropriate. She said that that man had proposed to her and wanted to ask for William’s opinion if she should agree to the proposal or not.”

A helpless smile flashed across Sophia’s face; anyone could tell how narrow-minded that move was. If she really wanted some opinion, she should have called her parents instead of a man whom she had some complicated relations with. There was no way she would believe that Yolanda was not up to some small tricks in her heart.

And it looked like Matilda knew about her intentions as well.

“Doesn’t she know if she wants to accept the proposal or not?” Old Mrs. Constance cried. “William doesn’t even know that man, so what opinion would he have?” With a disgusted look, she added, “She’s still harboring such thoughts at this time. A man never knows contentment. If she keeps this up, she’ll not enjoy her life.”

Since she was speaking quite loud, William must have heard it as well, and the edge of Sophia’s lips curled upward with sheer delight.

John reached out and stroked her chin with his finger. “Just smile if you want to. Why are you holding back?”

Twisting her head at him, she hit him playfully on the arm. “It’s awkward.”

With a snort, he bantered, “You find it awkward? But you looked happy when you hugged Ian in front of everyone.”

This made both Old Mrs. Constance and Matilda turn their heads in curiosity.

Waving her hand anxiously, she explained, “Don’t get me wrong. That was just a hug to say goodbye at the end and purely a form of greeting between friends. With such a big belly, it’s impossible for me to have any other thoughts.”

Nodding, Matilda asked, “Why are you explaining yourself so anxiously when we didn’t say anything at all?”