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Sophia sneered. “I don’t have a mother. My mother died a long time ago. In this world, I don’t have any relatives.
Not even one. They’re all dead.”
The woman on the other side seemed to be affected by the word ‘dead’. In a cold voice, she replied, “Great, just
great. Since you’re acting this way, then don’t blame us for what’s to come.”
Look, doesn’t this sound much better than before? Why are you putting on an act anyway? Isn’t it good to be true
to yourself?
Sophia hung up the phone. Then, she simply stood there trying to recollect her emotions. Otherwise, the others
would know that something was wrong with her as soon as she entered the house.
Thus, Sophia stood there for a long while. Before she could recover her wits completely, someone placed a hand on
her shoulder.
Matilda was standing behind her. Her voice was low and gentle as she asked, “What’s the matter? Who called you?
Is it someone you don’t like?”
Sophia looked back at Matilda, pursing her lips. “Yeah. It’s someone I don’t like.”
Matilda glanced at Sophia. “If there’s any trouble, just tell us. We’re here for you.”
Shaking her head, Sophia then said, “It’s not a big deal.”
Matilda sighed. “Well, you’ve always had a mind of your own. You should know how to handle it best, so I won’t
press you anymore.”
The two stood there for a while before returning to the living room.
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Indeed, the two old women were highly observant. Although Sophia tried to hide her emotions as best as she could,
they still noticed something was up.
Old Mrs. Constance smiled at her. “Sophia, come over and tell me what’s the matter. Why are you so unhappy?”
Sophia tried her best to make herself look normal. “I’m okay. I’m just a little tired. There’s nothing else.”
Matilda suddenly remembered that Sophia hadn’t had a meal yet, so she quickly asked Ms. Cannon to get the latter
something to eat.
On the other hand, Old Mrs. Constance stared at Sophia for a long time, but she didn’t press her further.
At noon, John returned home. The group of people hadn’t left yet because Matilda told them to stay for lunch.
As soon as John came in, he looked around and asked, “Where’s Sophia?”
Matilda snorted. “Oh wow, you’re looking for your wife first the moment you come in. There are so many people
here, yet none are as important as your wife.”
Smiling, John continued, “Is she upstairs? Has she gone to bed?”
Old Mrs. Constance replied, “Come, sit here and talk with us for a while. She looked a little tired, so let her go and
have a rest first. We’ll call her when lunch’s ready.”
John thought about it for a moment, then he said, “I’ll go up and take a look.”
Old Mrs. Blackwell laughed. “I’ve never seen John acting like this. I suppose that even heroes fall for beautiful
women.”
John didn’t bother to argue with her, for he simply smiled and went straight upstairs.
Sophia was lying on the bed, looking like she was asleep. Striding over, John tried to keep his movements as
soundless as possible. He sat down beside Sophia and touched her hair, which made her immediately open her
eyes.
John leaned over and asked, “Did I wake you up?”
Sophia didn’t move. Instead, she just lay there, blinking up at him. “No.”
Instinctively, John had a feeling that Sophia was upset about something. He thought for a minute before asking,
“Are you not sleeping well? It must be the noise downstairs.”
Sophia simply repeated, “No.”
John was now certain that Sophia was indeed in a bad mood. Thus, he asked softly, “What’s wrong? Did something
happen?”
Sophia closed her eyes and stopped talking this time.
When he saw that, John gently left a kiss on her face before saying, “You should sleep for a while. I’ll wake you
when lunch is ready.”
Covering Sophia with a quilt, he then went out of the room.
After shutting the door softly, he did not go downstairs but took his phone out and made a call.
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