Next One Is a Babe

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John stared at her. "Don't you like me like this? But you always tell me to continue."

Sophia pulled a pillow from the side and threw it at John. "You jerk, shut up!"

The two bickered for a while, then Sophia waved her hand. "I'm gonna sleep. I'm a little tired."

Getting up, John went over to shut the curtains and then closed the door.

Sophia thought he went out, but he didn't. Instead, he came over and lay down on the bed. "I'm tired too. I want to sleep as well." She smiled and snuggled into his arms.

The room was dim, so after the two of them lay down for a while, they both fell asleep.

John was in the hospital for the past two days staying right by the baby, but he couldn't sleep well. He kept waking up and wanting to take a look at him.

At last, there was nobody other than Sophia beside him, and now he slept peacefully.

However, his phone rang on the bedside table not long after. He quickly took the phone over. He was afraid that the ringing would wake Sophia, so he picked it up without even looking at it.

Isabelle's voice was a little low. "John, will you do me a favor?"

John replied, "What's wrong? What happened to your family?"

Taking a deep breath, she uttered, "My grandfather is gone. My dad is now hospitalized again. He is filing for compassionate release, and I’m currently busy with the procedures. So, I don’t think I can handle my grandfather’s matters. As for Uncle Ernest and the rest, they’re probably still angry with my grandfather and refuse to deal with it."

Isabelle paused and then said, "John, will you help me? Just send my grandfather's body to the funeral home for cremation. There’s no need for anything complicated. Bring the ashes back after it’s done. Can you help me with that?"

At that moment, Sophia had also opened her eyes next to John. As the two of them were close to each other, she heard everything Isabelle said on the phone.

John agreed and then asked where Elder Mr. Bailey’s body was.

Isabelle sighed. "Still in the hospital. I haven't really done much over there. I called Uncle Ernest, and he immediately said that he doesn’t care. My dad still doesn't know about my grandfather’s passing. I don’t dare to tell him yet, so I can’t find an excuse to leave his side. I really have no other options."

Learning that she was in a difficult situation, John asked her to relax and said that he would go over to the hospital now. After the phone hung up, he got up and put on his clothes.

Sophia also sat up. "Don't worry, take your time."

"I'm not worrying. It's not our family's business anyway. I’m just going over to help out."

John continued flatly, "That old geezer treated you so badly before. To be honest, if it weren't for Isabelle, I really don't wish to help collect his body."

Sophia didn't mind so much. "He’s dead now. All you have to do is throw him into the fire pit.”

Smiling, John turned his head and touched Sophia's face. "You’re really forgiving, aren’t you?"