John was surprised she’d change her attitude so quickly. Sophia was still calm during lunch, but she changed after he came back, and she even tried to suffocate him. He went up to her. “What happened?” he asked softly. “Did I upset you? Tell me.”

 

Sophia’s expression darkened. “Think long and hard about it. Think about everything you did to me.” Then she remembered a piece of news she saw where John took a lady along with him to spend the night. Damn it. I shouldn’t think about this. The more I think about it, the worse this guy becomes. Yeah, he has to explain this, too.

Frustrated, Sophia shoved his arm away and chased him out of her room, then she locked the door. She stood behind it angrily for a while before going back to bed. Even though she was furious, it didn’t take long for her to fall asleep, but she woke up in the dead of the night, because someone was beside her. She didn’t even need to open her eyes to know who it was. Nobody could be more brazen than John.

After they had lunch the next day, Matilda took Sophia out for a stroll, though they only walked on the pavement slowly.

Matilda asked her how the conversation went, and Sophia answered weakly, “Your son’s a jerk.”

Matilda nodded. “I hope your son won’t turn out like his father.”

Hearing this, Sophia couldn’t help but chuckle. She was about to tease Matilda, but before she could say anything, a car stopped beside them.

down the window, then Isabelle greeted, “Hello, Ms. Flintstone, Ms. Gwendolyn. What are the odds?” Sophia almost couldn’t recognize her because of

 

was standing nearer to the road, and she smiled at Isabelle.

“I was sending my brother to his

Ms. Gwendolyn, but I didn’t expect Ms. Flintstone to be here as well. And I

 

for a while.

“Can do. You guys are taking a stroll, aren’t you? Then I’ll be going now. I still have some

away. Since nobody could see her now, Isabelle’s expression turned gloomy. She had seen them a while ago

this didn’t sting. Even though she thought lowly of Matilda and only saw her as a stupid troublemaker, she was still John’s mother.

drove back in anger. When she got home, Isabelle went

looked at her and

nodded. “She’s not contacting John lately because she wants to see how he reacts, but John didn’t call back either, not even when work is involved. His assistant’s handling it for him. Thanks to that, she hasn’t been in a good mood, and I guess something must have happened earlier. She’s throwing

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