Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 682

Bogged down by her sleepiness, she could only hear Matilda vaguely. “Hmm?” she asked nasally.

Matilda looked outside. “Nothing. You take a rest now. I’ll wake you up when we get home.” She looked at the rear-view mirror, staring at the store that was slowly becoming a dot in the distance. At least Robin knows what she should and shouldn’t do.

The moment they got home, Sophia went to her room groggily. She couldn’t remember how she got into her bed, but she slept eventually. Equally exhausted, Matilda told Ms. Cannon what they would like for dinner before retiring to her room.

Matilda’s phone rang after she got into her room, much to her surprise. Since she seldom received calls, her phone was like a useless piece of accessory. She took her pajamas and looked at who the caller was, and she smiled.

Isabelle, huh? She called Isabelle a lot a while ago, and every time she took it, Isabelle would decline further discussion, saying that she was busy every time. So she isn’t busy now, huh? Well, I suppose she’s indeed pretty free when she has the time to go shopping with her mother. Matilda didn’t take her call the first time, and after she changed into her pajamas, Isabelle called for the second time. It was then she slowly took the call. “Oh, Isabelle. What do you need?” she asked, her tone as usual.

“Hi, Mrs. Constance. I was wondering if you can come for dinner with us tonight,” she chirped. Compared to how she kept declining Matildabefore this, Isabelle sounded so much more relaxed in this call.

Matilda smiled. “I see you’re done with your busy schedule.”

Isabelle nodded. “Not yet, but I took a day off because I’ve overworked myself.”

Matilda grunted and said nothing more.

After a moment, Isabelle asked, “I was surprised to see you guys together when I went to shop for some clothes with my mom. John and Sophia seem to be getting along really well now.”

Matilda grunted again. “Yeah. I can’t stop them now. They’re inseparable.” Then, she sighed. “I really wanted you to be John’s wife. Sophia’s background is just rotten. They’re not on the same level. But since they’re getting along really well now, I won’t break them up anymore. Don’t want to get into a fight with John, you see.”

Isabelle couldn’t fan the flames anymore, not after what Matilda told her. From what she said, Matilda was essentially giving the green light for that relationship. A while later, Isabelle chuckled. “I see.” Her tone didn’t betray any emotional changes.

“Yeah. I don’t think I can go for dinner tonight. Sophia wants me over at her place, and I promised her I would go. John’s there too, and you know my relationship with him is tense. This is a good chance to relieve it. Why don’t we meet up some other time, hmm?” Matilda said.

She was giving Isabelle a taste of her own medicine, and it felt oddly great. After all, Matilda wasn’t known for her kindness or forgivingness. Even though she told herself not to mind Isabelle’s continued rejections, she’d be lying if she said she didn’t care. She did mind it; a lot.

Isabelle nodded, still sounding happy. “Oh, okay. Sure, I can do that.”