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Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 922

Smiling, Sophia greeted Old Mrs. Constance before entering the dining hall. John looked at Sophia's smile, feeling terribly perturbed. Why is she not jealous?

It had never been this difficult for him to make someone jealous before. Even after racking his brains, it seemed that he couldn't even get Sophia to be a tiny bit jealous.

It was an awful feeling. No matter how difficult the things he faced in the business world were, he had never been so incapable of getting what he wanted.

William didn't come back on time this night, so Sophia brought this up during dinner. At the side, Old Mrs. Constance said, "Maybe he went to Matilda’s place."

Taken aback, the corners of Sophia’s mouth twitched. "Mr. Constance is quite fast at this."

Old Mrs. Constance looked a little helpless. "These two have to experience a divorce before learning the truth about marriages."

John glanced at Sophia for a moment. After all, Old Mrs. Constance's words were appropriate for their situation too.

However, Sophia didn't think about herself. She simply nodded and replied, "But I think this is good too. In the future, the two of them will be more aware of what they should do to get along better in their marriage."

Old Mrs. Constance grunted with approval. "Considering their progress, I believe they should be remarrying soon." Her gaze shifted back and forth between Sophia and John. "Don't think that I’m nagging, but now that both of them are going to remarry soon, when are you two going to consider this as well?"


















Sophia chuckled. "Well, let's put this aside for now. I'm not in a hurry anyway.”

For some strange reason, John spoke up as well from the side. "Yeah, I'm not in a hurry too."

Startled, Sophia turned to look at John. After a few seconds, she smiled and nodded. "I see."

John's heart constricted all of a sudden. Then, Sophia added, "That's great. The two of us have finally reached a consensus."

Old Mrs. Constance didn't know exactly what was going on between the two, so she simply sighed. I can't talk to them about remarriage. After bringing it up, these two look as calm as toads in the sun, and I’m the one who becomes exasperated instead.

The atmosphere turned rather awkward, and no one said a thing. When dinner was over, Old Mrs. Constance asked someone to support her and go take a walk outside. Sophia carefully stretched her body. "I’ve taken a walk just now, so I want to go up and lie down now. I feel so tired."

John immediately told her, "I'll go up with you."

Sophia turned to glance at him. "Okay, sure."



Looking cool as a cucumber, she didn't appear angry, nor did she ignore John either. However, it was precisely because of her calmness that John felt really uneasy.

Looking cool as a cucumber, she didn't appear angry, nor did she ignore John either. However, it was precisely because of her calmness that John felt really uneasy.

When the two returned to the room, Sophia changed her clothes, then lay on the bed and took out her phone to flip through the news casually. Hesitating for a moment, John went to sit on the side of the bed. "How did you feel at home today? Is the baby well-behaved? Did it make trouble for you?”

It was clear that he was shooting in the dark for something to talk about.

Sophia moved her gaze from the phone to John’s face. Her expression remained the same as usual as she replied, “Everything’s fine. The baby is behaving very well. At least I don’t feel any discomfort for now. The family doctor has said that my belly will slowly get bigger, and that I may become more tired soon.”

It appeared as if she really was not angry over John's improper words at the dinner table just now, but for some reason, John hoped that she was unhappy. After all, if she was unhappy, it would show that she cared and that she was jealous.

But this woman had no reaction at all. What exactly is going on?

John waited for a while, but he was at a loss for what kind of topic to talk to Sophia about.

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