Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 883

At an early age, Dexter was introduced to the real business world by his father, who clearly wanted him to inherit the company. Now that Dexter was gone, everyone wondered if Old Mr. Bailey could survive the blow.

At the mention of Old Mr. Bailey, Logan was reminded of Elder Mr. Bailey and grimaced. “That old man is quite ancient. After sending away his grandson, I’m afraid that he might not be able to stand the blow and pass on as well.”

In Sophia’s memory, Elder Mr. Bailey was not a mentally weak person. Even though he was at a ripe old age, he still looked tough and hardy. In his younger days, he must have been a decisive and determined person.

In his solemn eyes, one could detect a hint of unrelenting look, from which one could imagine that the family death was only a setback and not a fatal blow to him. On the other hand, Old Mr. Bailey’s situation was concerning.

The topic of Dexter’s passing was too heavy and dampened the mood, so they promptly dropped it at this point.

After downing two glasses of wine, Ian turned to look at Sophia. “Are you really not planning to remarry John?”

Having faced the same question multiple times, she felt helpless. Every time she told them that she had no such plans yet, they would be confused by the answer.

To be honest, she believed that it was fine not to remarry. Marriage was nothing but a piece of legally binding paper. Even with that paper, her previous marriage with John didn’t work out. That was the reason she gave up hope on the ceremonial aspects of marriage.

After thinking for a while, she explained, “I’m not sure what will happen in the future. But for now, I do not have any plans for remarriage. I’d rather stay this way for the time being because I’m quite comfortable with our current way of interaction. If we get along well, we’ll remain together; if not, we will part ways. That’s simpler, right?”

It’s enough to navigate the siege of marriage once in life. I genuinely have no interest in getting myself back into it, only to escape again later. That’d be too tiring.

To that, Ian smiled and replied, “Your decision is, technically, not very surprising. It reflects your personality.”

Sophia moved the conversation along and asked Ian why he was heading back sooner than expected. After all, he had first told them that he wanted to take a few days’ breaks to have a mental reset.

He leaned back into the chair and stared at the wineglass in front of him as he let out a long sigh. “It’s even harder for me to get out of my rut over here.”

Frankly, he needed to figure things out on his own, and no one else could help him with that. When he took a break from training, he found out that the environment out here was very distracting to him, contrary to his expectation.

Filling his glass with liquor, he guzzled everything without hesitation. “It’s best for me to leave.” He added, “Before I came back for the break, I was scheming and plotting. I would be lying to say that I’ve never had a dark side. Everything on earth is nothing more than plotting to get what you want. So, I thought that as long as I could be merciless, I’d get everything I wanted.”

At their previous dinner meetup, he noticed that John was really good to Sophia. In response, she glanced at him occasionally with an annoyed but affectionate look.

Upon seeing that, Ian slowly let go of his dark thoughts. No matter how he schemed and plotted to break them up, he could still predict the final outcome.

With Sophia’s personality, she might have ended our friendship if I continued. I suppose I’ve always been a rational man who knows how to analyze the situation.

It was true that he felt unfair and dissatisfied. However, if he allowed for those negative feelings to reign and mess things up to the point of no return, it would not be worth it.

Therefore, he seriously thought over his situation last night. After much deliberation, he made the decision to leave. At least, back at the training and the competition, the stress and pressure would shut out the noises in his head.