The scenes weren’t from that time back in Tri Asel; they were from the previous time they were here. In a trance-like state, she asked John, “The previous time we were here…”
John quickly blocked her mouth again. The previous time was a bit too wanton and he couldn’t have her remember it. After all, he wouldn’t have been able to hold her down if she blew up in a rage.
However, Sophia was mindful of her situation. She was a single woman anyway, so this kind of situation was understandable. They were simply fulfilling each other’s physical needs.
It was just that if Isabelle knew that John was staying over at Sophia’s place and was doing all these things with her, the former would probably be hopping mad. Sophia admitted that she was a narrow-minded and selfish woman. Just the thought of Isabelle touching John's face made her upset.
John was a little surprised that Sophia would be so cooperative with the way things were going. Ever since the divorce, this woman had always been hesitant.
Sophia put her arms around John’s neck and said, “Are you happy about the dinner today?”
Lowering his head, John kissed her. “Looks like you really are jealous.”
Sophia chuckled without any emotion. “I'm jealous? Dream on.”
John didn't want to pester her too much on this issue. The night was too short, so it was better to focus on more meaningful things.
Then, Sophia reached out and turned the lights off. The moonlight streaming in from the window was bright enough for John and Sophia to see each other clearly.
Sophia commented, “You drank so much today. Did you plan to have sex with Isabelle after taking courage from the alcohol?”
John replied, “I obviously planned to be with you right from the beginning.”
“Are you playing me for a fool?”
John leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, “Look at us; we’re a match made in heaven. Are you sure you won’t reconsider my proposal?”
Sophia didn't answer, so John added, “Let’s remarry, okay?”
Still, Sophia chose to ignore him. Remarry? What is he even thinking?
In the end, she didn't even remember when she fell asleep. Her fatigue caused her to sleep until noon the next day.
When she woke up, John was no longer in bed. She looked at the time and was shocked. Sitting up quickly, she fumbled for her phone and called Robin. Since the shop was always busy, Robin must have been completely rattled by the amount of work she had to handle alone.
It took Robin a long time to answer the call. “Sophia.” She sounded a little glum.
Sophia felt a little embarrassed as she apologized. “Sorry, I overslept today. You must be frazzled having to do everything by yourself in the shop this morning.”
“No,” Robin replied. “John called me in the morning and said that you’re too tired and won’t be coming today. He got Zack to come over to help, so I’m doing okay.”
Sophia was taken aback. “John called you?”
It took a long time for Robin to say yes.
Sophia gritted her teeth in annoyance, but she still maintained her composure and asked Robin, “What nonsense did John say to you?”
Robin was at a loss for words. Earlier in the morning, John had called her using Sophia's phone. He said that Sophia was exhausted and might not go to the shop on this day, so he would arrange for someone to go over and help out at the shop.
Then, he had added that it was all his fault for tormenting Sophia last night and forgetting that she had work the next day. In fact, there was no real need for him to tell Robin that. When the latter heard it, she had turned crimson red from utter awkwardness.
But of course, Robin could not tell Sophia any of this. She simply laughed and said, “He didn’t say much. Don’t worry about it.”
Sophia ruffled her hair, then lifted the duvet and looked at her own body.
I knew it. This jerk likes to bite!
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