Upon hearing Sophia’s reply, John nodded. “When the time comes, we’ll go and pick him up. Also, I think we should tell him about us.”
Matilda snorted to the side. Recently, she and Sophia had been singing the same tune. Before Sophia could ask, she spoke first. “About you two? What about it?”
John blinked before replying evenly, “About us living together, and about Sophia’s pregnancy. Mom, what’s wrong with you? People would think you’re my stepmother for not knowing what’s up with us.” He glanced at Matilda through the rearview mirror and added, “Have you never thought of me as your biological son?”
Finding his reply funny, Matilda didn’t hold back a laugh. “I think you’re the one who has never thought of me as your biological mother. I think that you’re nicer to even Yolanda than me.”
Stunned, John didn’t expect Matilda to think that, and in his defense, he said, “How is that possible? Why do you think so though? I don’t think I’m that nice to Yolanda.”
Matilda leaned back in her seat. “Think back to how you’ve treated me in the past. In any case, I feel that you have a better attitude when speaking to Yolanda.”
John laughed aloud. “Perhaps I spoke too harshly due to our differing opinions in the past, and perhaps that’s why you think that I’m nicer to Yolanda. Actually, that’s not the case, for I was just honest about things. Although she had her selfish intentions, the situation between you and my dad wasn’t great at that time either. My dad was truly exhausted by everything that was going on, so I was criticizing the way you handled the situation, not you.”
Listening to his explanation, Matilda sighed. “I know that I was rather dreadful before and that your dad was pretty miserable back then.” After speaking, she smiled a little awkwardly. “Your dad was too good-natured. I thought that it would be fine no matter how much fuss I kicked up. That was why I became worse.”
Sophia sighed next to her. “John, how nice it would be if you had learned a thing or two from Mr. Constance. Then you wouldn’t be begging to remarry me now.”
Hearing this, John laughed all of a sudden. “I’m to blame. This is my fault.”
In the past, William had been too kind to Matilda, while he himself hadn’t cared about Sophia. As a result, both father and son were faced with disastrous relationships.
Faced with the situation, Matilda cracked up. “Sophia has a better character than me. Even if you’re exactly like your dad, the two of you will only enjoy a better life, not worse.”
Sophia grunted approvingly. “You’re right about my character being better than yours.”
Matilda couldn’t hold back a snort.
Chatting happily, they arrived at Logan’s clubhouse.
The people guarding the clubhouse’s entrance knew Sophia and John, so the usher hurriedly greeted them. “Young Master Jefferson said that he’d be here soon, so please wait for a moment.”
Sophia nodded, then leaned forward slyly. “Has there been anything abnormal about Logan recently?”
John took a look around and spoke to Matilda before leaving. Not bothering about Sophia, Matilda walked into the hall by herself and sat on the sofa.
Sophia was still huddled close with the usher with a look of surprise on her face. “He hasn’t been playing poker recently? Are you sure?”
The usher nodded thoughtfully. “Yes, he hasn’t played poker lately. He goes out every day and even starts paying attention to how he looks. I think Young Master Logan seems to be in love.”
Are you kidding me? How could Logan Jefferson, of all people, be in love?
Satisfied with the answer, Sophia grinned. “I think you must be blind. Your Young Master Logan wears gold chains whenever he goes out. Rest assured, no girl in her right mind would be interested in him.”
The usher pondered over it seriously. “Then I’m probably mistaken. He does wear the gold chains out all the time.”
Logan’s sense of what’s aesthetic is really incurable.
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