Next One Is a Babe

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John froze for a moment before he quickly explained himself, “Isabelle isn’t my ex-girlfriend. There’s one thing you have to be clear about—we’ve never dated.”

However, Logan rendered John speechless at once with just a sentence. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. She’s your ex-fiancée.”

Meanwhile, Ian took Aurora to meet Hannah after dinner. After cleaning up the kitchen, Cindy sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while before she took a shower.

She didn’t have much work to do today, so she felt really comfortable. After washing herself, she cleaned the living room and went back to her room right away. She read tabloid news on her cell phone for a while before going to sleep.

At first, she thought that Aurora would probably return to her hotel after she and Ian met with Hannah and had a nice discussion with the latter. Ian would clean himself and go to sleep when he reached home, so she didn’t have to wait on him. With that thought in mind, she slept quite soundly.

However, she had barely slept for over an hour when her cell phone rang next to her. Her eyes narrowed as she reached for her cell phone and took a look at it. It was an incoming call from Ian. Cindy was puzzled by this, thinking that Ian couldn’t enter the apartment. Hence, she slowly sat up and answered the phone. “What’s wrong? I didn’t lock the apartment door.”

“That’s not it,” Ian replied. Then, he explained, “My mom will probably crash at our place tonight.”

Cindy’s mouth hung open for a long time before she responded, “Huh? Why?”

Ian let out a helpless sigh. “She had too much to drink, and it seems like she’s out of her mind. I can’t leave her in the hotel like this, so I’ll bring her back in a while. She might be a bit noisy, so you don’t have to come out of your room. I’ll let her sleep in my room, whereas I’ll sleep in the living room.”

Cindy knitted her brows. “How did she get drunk?”

Ian didn’t want to mention the details, and he was quite irritable now that he had to keep a drunkard under control. After taking a deep breath, he said frankly, “I’m just calling you to tell you about this. You don’t have to come out when you hear the noise later. Just go to sleep.”

Aurora’s whimpering and howling voice could be heard through the cell phone, so Cindy could tell how drunk she was without Ian telling her about it. “Okay,” she replied. Then, she reminded him, “Be careful then.”

With that, Ian hung up right away.

Cindy put down her phone and lay down in bed again. This time, however, she couldn’t fall asleep no matter what. She lay in her bed and waited. About 20 minutes later, the apartment door outside was opened, and she heard Aurora’s voice immediately.

Aurora was singing at the top of her voice—she was singing an old song that had probably been popular when she was young. Cindy sat on her bed and listened to her singing for a long time, but it seemed like Ian was having trouble getting Aurora to sleep. Therefore, she got up and walked out of her room in the end.

At this moment, Aurora was sitting on the sofa, singing at the top of her lungs with a cup in her hands as if it were a microphone. Her cheeks were red and she laughed as she sang, so one could tell at a glance that she was a little crazy.

Ian was obviously at his wits’ end as he stood next to Aurora.