“Beg you? Dream on,” Mrs. Constance sneered as though she had heard a joke.
Sophia smacked her lips and nodded. “Alright, I would like to see what tricks you guys can come up with.”
The sight of Sophia’s smug face infuriated her so much that she found it unbearable to be in the same room as her. Turning around, she stomped upstairs and burst into John’s room. “Let’s go home now. If John has anything else to say, he can tell us back there. I can’t stand another minute of this place,” she said to William with a disgusted look on her face.
The men turned to look at her and could guess what happened after she went downstairs—she must have been snubbed by Sophia again. A little annoyed, William said directly to her without minding John at the scene, “I can’t help but ask, why do you keep finding trouble with Sophia? You know very well that you’re no match for her, yet you still want to make your own life miserable.”
“What do you mean by that? It’s Sophia who is unpresentable but still wants to cling onto our family,” Mrs. Constance sulked.
William frowned. “Don’t spout nonsense. Sophia never clinged onto our family. It was us who needed her help with the issue before.”
Tired of this conversation, John said with exasperation, “That’s enough. Just go home now if you want to. It’s getting dark soon and it won’t be safe to travel, so it’s fine if you return earlier.”
Sighing helplessly, William said, “Alright, let’s go home.”
By the time they went downstairs, Sophia had probably returned to her room as they didn’t see her around. After sending them off, John went back into the house and stopped outside her room for a second when he passed by. He only paused to stare for a couple of seconds and then went back to his own bedroom.
When William reached home with his wife, they were met with Old Mrs. Constance sitting downstairs with an unhappy look on her face. In fact, everyone knew the reason behind it as the matter had blown up and many people were now getting involved. John’s news was already considered a blizzard in town.
“Mom, why are you sitting here?” William asked when he stepped in.
She shot him a look and replied, “The Baileys called earlier asking how we’re planning to resolve this matter because they want to make a statement as well.” Being dragged into this incident, the comments on the Internet about Isabelle were not very kind, either.
No matter if they were in love or not, everything had to be set aside in the face of marriage. Even if they were madly in love, they could only be together after the man had solved the problem in his marriage. By going on a date sneakily, it went to show that the woman did not particularly have good character regardless of who the man was. Thus, the Baileys were rather unhappy as they felt that Isabella’s reputation was affected. Still, it remained a debatable topic on who was the one who got the other implicated.
Old Mrs. Constance was waiting for William to discuss if they should have a unified saying with the Baileys to the public. Hearing that, an idea popped into Mrs. Constance’s mind and she went upstairs after saying her greetings.
While they ignored her, she fished out her cell phone out after locking the bedroom door. In her cell phone were pictures of the divorce certificate and important contents of the divorce agreement between John and Sophia. Feeling as though she was about to do something great, excitement bubbled up inside her as she went through the pictures.
As she disliked Sophia, she had been sleepless for the past few nights, thinking of ways to persuade John to announce his divorce with Sophia to the public. Only when John had reinstated his single status could she match him with Isabelle.
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