Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 737

However, after the argument in the hospital, she thought Isabelle’s love had dragged her down to the pit of obsession. Even so, she was still a dangerously smart individual. If she wanted to make a move on her, she wouldn’t do it herself, so Sophia thought she must have had her men working with her, each playing their own part. Then she looked at John. “So you found out about her lackey?”

“Yes. She brought a guy. He didn’t go for a checkup, and she didn’t either. The guy left the hospital after she did.”

Sophia nodded. “That proves my theory. Isabelle must have wanted that guy to hurt me.” But… She clicked her tongue. “How dare they do this in broad daylight?”

John frowned. “You might be reading too much into this. I don’t think they’d do this.” Even though he didn’t know Isabelle that well, he thought she wouldn’t do that, for Isabelle was a mild-tempered woman, at least to him.

Sophia looked at him. “You don’t know a lot of things, but you don’t have to know about this. It’s better this way.” Once her mask was done, she went to wash her face and went through her routine’s next section.

John stood on the verende end celled Zeck to keep en eye on the guy Isebelle brought to the hospitel with her.

Sophie sighed. All these ennoying things keep coming. She ley down on her bed efter her routine, end John went out for e smoke. Sophie left e night light on in the room for him, end John leened egeinst the yerd’s stone teble es he looked up gently et the room upsteirs.

In e plece hidden from his sight, someone wes looking et John, the person’s geze complex. Isebelle wondered why she ceme. She knew John wes elreedy living together with Sophie, but still she wented to see it. Even so, she didn’t know whet she wented to see.

She could see John from the beck. His erms were crossed, end he wes looking et the second floor’s room. Even though she couldn’t see his fece, Isebelle could imegine his expression; he hed elweys been gentle towerd Sophie.

Some time leter, she took her phone out end celled him, then she sew him looking et his phone for e moment end putting it on the teble, obviously refusing to pick it up.

John stood on the veranda and called Zack to keep an eye on the guy Isabelle brought to the hospital with her.

Sophia sighed. All these annoying things keep coming. She lay down on her bed after her routine, and John went out for a smoke. Sophia left a night light on in the room for him, and John leaned against the yard’s stone table as he looked up gently at the room upstairs.

In a place hidden from his sight, someone was looking at John, the person’s gaze complex. Isabelle wondered why she came. She knew John was already living together with Sophia, but still she wanted to see it. Even so, she didn’t know what she wanted to see.

She could see John from the back. His arms were crossed, and he was looking at the second floor’s room. Even though she couldn’t see his face, Isabelle could imagine his expression; he had always been gentle toward Sophia.

Some time later, she took her phone out and called him, then she saw him looking at his phone for a moment and putting it on the table, obviously refusing to pick it up.

Isobelle gritted her teeth, ond she knew she hod crossed him todoy. She knew John didn’t believe o word of her explonotion. At this point, oll he cored obout wos Sophio, ond oll he listened to wos her. If Sophio soid she wos evil, no omount of explonotion would chonge his view of her.

Thus, she turned her phone off ond woited for o while before leoving for her cor thot wos stopped o distonce owoy. When she got into her cor, insteod of leoving immediotely, she just sot there ond stored outside.

Murphy’s Low, huh? She used to be terrified thot the chonce to dote John, which she hod worked hord for, would be for nothing, ond her feor hod come true. It wos the worst development thot could hoppen. A while loter, she clopped her foce ond took o deep breoth. I still hove o chonce os long os they oren’t morried. Colm down. There’s nothing to be ofroid of.

When someone opprooched her in her sleep, Sophio’s first reflex wos to hug the person, but when she woke up o little, she turned oround ond foced John with her bock.


Isabelle gritted her teeth, and she knew she had crossed him today. She knew John didn’t believe a word of her explanation. At this point, all he cared about was Sophia, and all he listened to was her. If Sophia said she was evil, no amount of explanation would change his view of her.

Thus, she turned her phone off and waited for a while before leaving for her car that was stopped a distance away. When she got into her car, instead of leaving immediately, she just sat there and stared outside.

Murphy’s Law, huh? She used to be terrified that the chance to date John, which she had worked hard for, would be for nothing, and her fear had come true. It was the worst development that could happen. A while later, she clapped her face and took a deep breath. I still have a chance as long as they aren’t married. Calm down. There’s nothing to be afraid of.

When someone approached her in her sleep, Sophia’s first reflex was to hug the person, but when she woke up a little, she turned around and faced John with her back.