John couldn’t help but wonder how scum like Walter managed to give birth to someone like Sophia. Upon averting his gaze, John’s thoughts began to wander.
After spending some time lounging about in Sophia’s house, the few of them were ready to leave. By then, John told Sophia to get a fresh change of clothes as he wanted to take her out to a meal.
Sophia nodded in agreement as she was hungry. Both the journey and the food she ate on the train left her feeling sick. Leaving to change her clothes, Sophia went upstairs, while John followed suit after waiting where he stood for a few moments.
Meanwhile, Fabian snorted while remaining in the living room. “Just look at him. I’ve never seen such an expression on his face before this. Even though Sophia won’t be going anywhere, he just seemed so anxious.”
Heaving a sigh, Zack said, “I just don’t understand why he was so intent on divorcing her back then, but I suppose he is now reaping what he sowed. I wonder how he feels about it.” Truth be told, none of them knew why John divorced Sophia in the first place. They always kept their married life private, so nobody expected the sudden divorce.
Meanwhile, John entered the room just when Sophia was putting on her shirt, but he only managed to catch a glimpse of her waist before it was covered by her clothes again. Sophia quickly tidied her clothes, but she did so in silence as there were people downstairs. Visibly upset, she chided, “John, don’t you ever knock before you enter someone else’s room? I don’t like what you’re doing.”
Letting out a grunt, John went along with it. “I know I made a mistake, so I will make sure to not repeat it.”
Sophia combed her hair while asking, “Why are you here anyway? I’m only changing my clothes, so it won’t take long.”
John replied, “You left your phone with me when you were sleeping, and I got a call from someone who claims to be your mother.”
There was a pause in her movements before she demanded with a sullen look on her face, “Don’t you ever pick up calls on my phone again.”
John heaved a sigh before saying, “Sophia, I can help you out if you have any problems. You don’t have to draw a line between us.”
However, Sophia wasn’t in the mood for such a conversation. “Alright, let’s go downstairs. I’m famished.”
After saying so, she brushed past him to leave the room before heading downstairs, while John followed behind her. He assumed that things between them would take a turn for the better after his trip to her village, but now, it seemed that they were back to square one. There was still a long distance between Sophia and himself.
While walking ahead of him, Sophia pursed her lips, but a faint smile soon took its place.
The few of them went out for a meal, during which Logan and Fabian took up the seats beside Sophia. Logan wasn’t the best when it came to reading other people’s moods, so he didn’t notice that John was in fact sulking. On Sophia’s other side, though Fabian did notice that, he didn’t really care, so he was still acting friendly toward Sophia. Meanwhile, Sophia didn’t even spare John a glance as she was truly famished. All she did was stare at the waiter while waiting for their meal to be served.
As they had quite a lot of people, they ordered a lot of dishes. Sophia gulped as soon as they were served. “I don’t think I can hold myself back any longer. I’ll start first!”
Fabian wore a smile while he said, “Go on. You don’t have to be so courteous since we all know each other.”
Smiling, Sophia dug in, but her smile froze after taking a few bites. While she wished she could suppress the bile that was traveling up into her mouth, it came too suddenly for her to be able to do so. Thus, she hastily put her chopsticks down, but she didn’t have enough time to get to the toilet, so she could only rush toward the entrance before she started retching by the roadside. Same as before, nothing came out, but she retched so hard that her limbs were feeling weak.
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