Sophia chuckled. “I feel you. I have a shorter attention span nowadays.”
Dylan lowered his gaze to look at her belly. “It’s because you’re pregnant. Do you feel tired all the time?”
After saying she was alright, Sophia gave it a thought and went on, “Do you still go on blind dates?”
Dylan said no and then pondered on it for a moment before asking, “When are you going to remarry John? Will you hold a wedding party?”
Sophia giggled. “Well, I haven’t thought about it. I don’t even know when that will happen. We’ll see.”
Her words startled Dylan. “You haven’t thought about it? When your belly becomes bulging, it’ll be inconvenient for you to hold a wedding.”
Sophia grunted. “I’m fine with the situation we’re in now. To me, a wedding isn’t necessary.”
When they reached the house of the Second Constance Family, Lady Jennifer was ready to go out. Seeing Sophia and Dylan together, her expression changed. Staring at her son, she questioned, “Why have you come back at this hour?”
Dylan replied, “Oh, I forgot to bring a document with me, so I came back to get it.”
Lady Jennifer nodded and turned to Sophia with a hollow smile. “Sophia, are you taking a walk?”
Ignoring her supercilious smile, Sophia grunted.
Turning to Sophia, Dylan said, “Be careful. I’m going in now.”
Sophia waved her hand at him and continued walking toward the backyard.
Remaining on the spot, Lady Jennifer glared at Sophia’s figure for a while before turning around to follow Dylan into the house. Upon stepping into the living room, she questioned, “Why were you together with her? Where did you meet up?”
Surprised, Dylan turned around to face his mother. “Weren’t you going out? Why did you come back in?”
Ignoring his questions, Lady Jennifer went on, “What did the two of you say on the way here? Come on. Tell me what you talk about whenever you meet up with her.”
Dylan laughed in disbelief. “Why are you still wary of her? Don’t you find it ridiculous?” Upon finishing his words, he went upstairs.
Relentless, Lady Jennifer followed him and said, “I’m not wary of her. I’m just asking what the two of you normally talk about. In the past, you rarely talked to her, but now it seems that you’ve gotten closer to her.”
Heaving a sigh, Dylan halted his steps and whirled around. “She’s pregnant. What are you still afraid of?”
With an uneasy expression, Lady Jennifer replied, “Who told you I’m afraid of her? I’m not afraid of anyone.”
After staring at his mother for a while, Dylan turned to enter his study.
Rooted to the spot for a moment, Lady Jennifer tagged along and changed her tactic by talking about Sophia. “Although Sophia and John haven’t remarried, they seem to be on better terms than in the past. So, it doesn’t affect them much even if they’re not remarried yet.”
Upon finding the document, Dylan whirled around and saw his mother, who was leaning against the door frame while she went on to say, “She’s still dependent on John. If it weren’t for John’s generosity, she would still have been the bumpkin girl. So, she hasn’t changed fundamentally.”
Looking at his mother, Dylan questioned, “If I gave in to Grandpa and married Sophia instead of listening to your advice at that time, what kind of life do you think Sophia and I would be living now?”
Flabbergasted by what she heard, Lady Jennifer growled, “Why are you even asking this question? There’s no way that you and her will get together!”
Dylan let out a sigh. “Why can John be together with her but not me?”
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