Sophia giggled. “You’ll know when you’re in love.”
Robin stared at her for a while before she suddenly changed the subject. “Sophia, will you be upset if Mr. Constance dates someone else one day?”
While startled, Sophia truthfully replied, “Probably.”
Robin, however, was stunned. “Why? You’re dating someone else, so why isn’t he allowed to have feelings for another woman?”
The corners of Sophia’s mouth twitched. “It’s difficult to explain.” Even if he’ll never belong to me in the end, I’ll still feel a tad discomfited to know that he has feelings for some other woman. Perhaps it’s hypocritical of me, but regardless of whether I’ll still have feelings for him in the future, I once loved him, so it’s inevitable.
Robin pursed her lips. “Perhaps you’ll no longer feel that way when you’ve remarried.”
Sophia contemplated it for a moment before answering, “Perhaps.” If I’ve truly let go of him, I probably won’t be bothered about whether he has anyone else anymore. The thing was, she wasn’t all that certain either.
At this, Robin nodded but said nothing further.
After bustling around for a while, Sophia’s cell phone rang. Her cell phone was on the counter, so Robin was the first person who rushed over for a peek. Thereafter, her expression froze slightly. Sophia, on the other hand, was washing some cups at the side. “What’s wrong? Who is it?”
Robin tittered. “It’s Mr. Constance.”
Taken aback, Sophia walked over and picked up her cell phone while casting it a glance. It’s indeed John. After a moment’s contemplation, she answered the call. “Why are you calling?”
John grunted. “I just realized that you called me last night. I was otherwise occupied at that time, so I didn’t hear my phone ringing. Thus, I’m calling to ask why you called.”
I called last night, yet he only realized that he has a missed call now? I don’t believe it! Sophia sneered, “Are you kidding me, John Constance? Did you think that everyone else except you is a moron?”
John dissolved into laughter as though the cold war and dispute between the two of them had never happened. “I only hope that you’re a moron. How I wish you’re not so shrewd! It tires me out since I’m afraid that you’d find me out when I want to trick you.”
Sophia gave a bark of laughter. “So, why exactly did you call? I’m busy over here, so I’m hanging up if you’ve got nothing to say.”
John had probably arrived at the hotel, for he seemed to be stretching. “I’m away on a business trip, so I’m afraid that you’d forget me in a few days without me there by your side.”
Licking her back molars, Sophia snarled, “John Constance, I don’t remember you ever acting in such a manner in the past. Are you this shameless before others as well?”
John chortled, not the slightest bit bothered that she was chastising him. “Nope. I only act in such a manner before you.”
He’s getting increasingly impudent now! Sophia’s rage was so great that she snickered. “John Constance, you b*stard! Whose feathers are you trying to ruffle by being all lovey-dovey now? Do you have a loose screw? Have you forgotten how you treated me in the past?”
On the other end, John abruptly went silent. When the past came up, he was on the losing end since he indeed treated her badly back then. No matter when they revisited this issue, he had no way of refuting it.
Sophia’s voice was exceedingly wintry as she demanded, “Don’t call me if there’s nothing urgent in the future. I don’t quite feel like listening to your voice.” When she’d said that, she hung up right away. After doing so, she stood there with her lips pursed and her expression somber.
Standing beside her, Robin stared at her for a long while before asking, “Sophia, why did John call? Is he pestering you?”
Sophia said nothing, looking rather disgruntled. Actually, other than sneaking into her house last night, John hadn’t done anything that had her particularly enraged for now.
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