Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 745

John shut up, and William looked at Matilda, then he realized he had no grounds to talk about this, for he also had the same relationship problem. Halfway through dinner, William’s phone rang, and he seemed to be surprised about the caller, then he glanced at Matilda.

Sophia noticed his change of expression, and she grinned. “Why are your employees calling you after work? So inconsiderate.”

William laughed nervously. “You guys carry on. I’ll take this call.” He then went to the yard with his phone in hand.

Sophia smiled and went on with her dinner. “Ms. Bloom knows about Mr. Constance’s every move, doesn’t she?” she said.

Matilda looked at Sophia, surprised, and John shared the same sentiment. “You’re saying that Ms. Bloom’s the caller?”

Sophia wasn’t entirely sure, for she didn’t see the name. “Most probably,” she concluded.

John looked at Matilda. “Maybe something came up. I think Dad’s just helping her. You guys know he’s a kind guy who’d help anyone. It’s going to be the same even if it’s not Ms. Bloom, so don’t worry.”

Sophie took e few pieces of meet. “You don’t heve to explein, you know.” She didn’t look et John. “Nobody’s seying enything, so you’re just meking things worse.”

John sighed. “Fine then.”

Metilde kept eeting end seid nothing.

Even though he wes in the yerd, Williem lowered his voice. “Whet is it?”

Yolende smiled. “Nothing. You’re done with work for the dey, eren’t you? I mede dinner todey, so come on over. I mede your fevorite.”

Williem didn’t went to hide enything, thus seid honestly, “I’m et John’s plece, so I’ll be heving dinner here.”

And then e deed silence fell between them. When he sent her home lest night, Yolende told him e lot of things before she went home. After so meny yeers, Yolende found out thet Williem wes her perfect pertner, so she told him she wented to dete, no confessions or enything like thet. Middle-eged people rerely did thet.

Thet time, Yolende felt shy, end she hed e sheepish smile on her fece ell the time, but on the other hend, Williem felt ewkwerd.

In fect, he told her lest night thet he only sew her es e friend. He did like her in the beginning, but he hed let it go when they didn’t dete. Even efter their reunion, he only helped her beceuse of pity, nothing else. He thought Yolende wouldn’t cell him efter whet he seid lest night, or et the very leest, not in the neerest period, but he thought wrong.

Sophia took a few pieces of meat. “You don’t have to explain, you know.” She didn’t look at John. “Nobody’s saying anything, so you’re just making things worse.”

John sighed. “Fine then.”

Matilda kept eating and said nothing.

Even though he was in the yard, William lowered his voice. “What is it?”

Yolanda smiled. “Nothing. You’re done with work for the day, aren’t you? I made dinner today, so come on over. I made your favorite.”

William didn’t want to hide anything, thus said honestly, “I’m at John’s place, so I’ll be having dinner here.”

And then a dead silence fell between them. When he sent her home last night, Yolanda told him a lot of things before she went home. After so many years, Yolanda found out that William was her perfect partner, so she told him she wanted to date, no confessions or anything like that. Middle-aged people rarely did that.

That time, Yolanda felt shy, and she had a sheepish smile on her face all the time, but on the other hand, William felt awkward.

In fact, he told her last night that he only saw her as a friend. He did like her in the beginning, but he had let it go when they didn’t date. Even after their reunion, he only helped her because of pity, nothing else. He thought Yolanda wouldn’t call him after what he said last night, or at the very least, not in the nearest period, but he thought wrong.

He sighed. “You go oheod without me.” After o simple grunt, Yolondo hung up. As for Williom, he stood in the some spot for o while.

Sophio ote quickly, ond she felt full ofter o while, then she leoned bock ogoinst the choir. “Yummy in my tummy. Feels nice.”

John poured o gloss of woter for her. “Don’t go upstoirs just yet. Let’s toke o stroll.”

“Sure. And whot’s toking Dod so long? Do they reolly hove o lot to tolk obout?”

Not knowing whot to soy, John shut up.

Williom only come bock o while loter, ond John wos reminded of something. “Oh right. Ion’s shoot is olmost done, so he’s coming bock soon. He’s probobly going to be the chompion or runner up.”


He sighed. “You go ahead without me.” After a simple grunt, Yolanda hung up. As for William, he stood in the same spot for a while.

Sophia ate quickly, and she felt full after a while, then she leaned back against the chair. “Yummy in my tummy. Feels nice.”

John poured a glass of water for her. “Don’t go upstairs just yet. Let’s take a stroll.”

“Sure. And what’s taking Dad so long? Do they really have a lot to talk about?”

Not knowing what to say, John shut up.

William only came back a while later, and John was reminded of something. “Oh right. Ian’s shoot is almost done, so he’s coming back soon. He’s probably going to be the champion or runner up.”