After Sophia had tossed and turned for a short while, she could finally fall asleep.
This time, she didn’t have a good sleep, as she had dreamed about the past.
Back then, her grandpa went to the hospital for a checkup, and coincidentally, he was reunited with Old Mr. Constance. With that, Old Mr. Constance had invited them over to the Constance Residence.
Although Sophia knew the Constance Family was really wealthy, she was still startled when she stepped into the residence.
Even the clothes which the maids were wearing seemed to be a notch better than hers.
That day was the first time she had met John in person.
However, he was only back to retrieve a document and quickly went off, without even noticing her.
In a rather reserved manner, Sophia sat on the couch in the living room, and was nervous to the extent that she didn’t even know where to place her hands.
When John walked in, he knew there were guests, so he politely nodded his head to her and her grandpa before heading straight upstairs.
In less than a minute, he came down and left again.
That was the first time she met someone who was that good looking, and she even felt her heart fluttered.
In her dreams, Sophia felt unsettled because she didn’t want to reminisce about the past, so she intended to wake up from her dream, but failed to do so.
As her dream continued to change, she saw Old Mr. Constance.
Actually, Sophia had almost forgotten how Old Mr. Constance looked like in reality. All she could recall was that he became scrawny down to the bone, looking kind of scary.
However, in her dreams, everything was quite clear.
Lying on the bed, Old Mr. Constance reached out his hands toward her.
With that, Sophia saw herself walking toward him, holding his hands in hers.
Though it was difficult for him to speak, he still delivered every word slowly but clearly—asking whether Sophia would be willing to marry John.
With her eyes shut, Sophia could hear her own reply. “I do. I’m willing.”
All because of this reply, she had walked through the darkest valley for a year, and couldn’t get herself out of the pit.
Once the dream had led to the funeral of Old Mr. Constance, Sophia managed to wake up in a cold sweat.
Even so, Sophia could still hear Matilda swearing at her. Everyone knew that she was married into the family in hopes that an auspicious occasion would somehow bring in new blessings to the family, and so Old Mr. Constance would get better from his illness. Unfortunately, there was no miracle.
Without bringing in any luck or blessing to the family, they said she had taken advantage of the Constance Family.
Sitting on her bed, Sophia was still panting as she reached out to touch her forehead, which was filled with cold sweats.
With the curtains drawn, the sunlight couldn’t enter the room.
Glancing at the time, it wasn’t early anymore, so she walked toward the curtains and looked down at the same spot wherein John had parked his car yesterday.
Not surprised, the car was no longer there, but still and all, Sophia stared at the same spot for a short while.
Feeling a little restless, Sophia figured it was because she didn’t have a good sleep yesterday.
Turning around to check on the calendar, it wasn’t any special day, but she had a sudden thought to pay respect to Old Mr. Constance.
Yesterday’s dream was surreal, and she could still picture Old Mr. Constance lying on the bed while holding her hands.
Hence, Sophia sent a text message to Robin, informing her that she had some matters to settle before heading to the shop today.
Being the usual understanding person, Robin immediately replied to her message, asking her to take her time in running her own errands, as she could manage the shop on her own.
After preparing a simple breakfast, Sophia ate up and went out. Before heading to the cemetery, she dropped by somewhere to buy a bouquet of fresh flowers.
Carrying the bouquet with her, Sophia walked toward the grave, but from afar, she noticed a person standing there.
As she walked closer, there was indeed a person in black standing there, unmoving.
Placing the bouquet before the grave, Sophia said, “I didn’t expect to see you here.”
Casting a glance at Sophia, Matilda scoffed, “Well, I, too, didn’t expect to see you here.”
Both of them didn’t wish to squabble about before Old Mr. Constance’s grave, so they showed some restraints.
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