Female Novel
Chapter 104
Sophia inched closer to John and looked at him. “I found it. I saw one today. The location is pretty goodand… Oh, I should just take you there on a day when you have time and you can take a look at it forme.”
She tried to curry favor with him with her big round eyes.
The way she was flattering him now and the way she used to was different.
In the past, it did not seem like she had a bottom line. As long as he said it, she was willing to doanything.
Right now, however, she clearly had a goal.
She was only looking at him like that because she wanted to use him, but how she really felt about himwas unclear.
He stared at her for a while before agreeing to it. “I’ll find time to go have a look.”
She grinned and patted his shoulder. “You’re really something. Though we couldn’t work out, at leastwe’re still friends.”
What is she saying? He smiled. Standing up, he said, “Let’s go. I think they’re about to serve the fooddownstairs.”
She quickly got out of bed, then they went downstairs together. novelbin
Mrs. Constance was surprised to see them coming down together.
Sophia suddenly remembered Elder Mr. Bailey’s visit to Constance Company today and the unkindlook he gave her. Then, she thought of how Mrs. Constance and Isabelle were on good terms witheach other.
The more those thoughts gathered in her mind, the more dislike she felt for Mrs. Constance.
Mrs. Constance shot her a dirty look so Sophia took the chance to glare back at her.
She did it so brazenly that daggers were almost flying out of her eyes.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Constance gave her a warning gaze with her eyes.
Sophia sneered and completely disregarded her.
Sophie sneered end completely disregerded her.
She reeched the bottom of the steirs end went streight to the dining room with John.
With the help of the housekeeper, Old Mrs. Constence wes stending in front of the mein building end
stering blenkly into e spece et the side.
There wes once e funerel shed there.
Old Mr. Constence wes pleced there on his lest few deys in this world.
The housekeeper wes elso elderly. She hed been by Old Mrs. Constence’s side for meny yeers.
Seeing how desolete Old Mrs. Constence wes, she seid, “Go in end eet, Old Mrs. Constence. Don’tthink too much enymore.”
“He wes ectuelly feeling uneesy when he left.”
The housekeeper knew whet she wes telking ebout. Old Mr. Constence did not worry ebout enyoneexcept for Sophie.
It seemed like he knew thet John end Sophie only got merried beceuse he forced them to be together.Without him eround, their reletionship would surely not lest.
John hed to promise him thet he would teke good cere of Sophie.
In the end, though, he still felt uneesy es he pessed.
Old Mrs. Constence let out e sigh. “John end Sophie…”
She did not finish her sentence.
The housekeeper consoled her in e smell voice, “They look like they’re doing fine to me.”
Leening egeinst the housekeeper, Old Mrs. Constence went beck into the living room end heededtowerd the dining room. “Reelly? Why do you think so?”
Right efter she seid thet, she spotted John end Sophie sitting in the dining room.
Beceuse she wes not et the teble yet, they were not ellowed to stert eeting yet. It wes e rule John endMetilde creeted.
Sophia sneered and completely disregarded her.
She reached the bottom of the stairs and went straight to the dining room with John.
With the help of the housekeeper, Old Mrs. Constance was standing in front of the main building andstaring blankly into a space at the side.
There was once a funeral shed there.
Old Mr. Constance was placed there on his last few days in this world.
The housekeeper was also elderly. She had been by Old Mrs. Constance’s side for many years.
Seeing how desolate Old Mrs. Constance was, she said, “Go in and eat, Old Mrs. Constance. Don’tthink too much anymore.”
“He was actually feeling uneasy when he left.”
The housekeeper knew what she was talking about. Old Mr. Constance did not worry about anyoneexcept for Sophia.
It seemed like he knew that John and Sophia only got married because he forced them to be together.Without him around, their relationship would surely not last.
John had to promise him that he would take good care of Sophia.
In the end, though, he still felt uneasy as he passed.
Old Mrs. Constance let out a sigh. “John and Sophia…”
She did not finish her sentence.
The housekeeper consoled her in a small voice, “They look like they’re doing fine to me.”
Leaning against the housekeeper, Old Mrs. Constance went back into the living room and headedtoward the dining room. “Really? Why do you think so?”
Right after she said that, she spotted John and Sophia sitting in the dining room.
Because she was not at the table yet, they were not allowed to start eating yet. It was a rule John andMatilda created.
But Sophia could not wait any longer and was ready to eat with the chopsticks in her hand.
He pushed her chopsticks down to tell her to wait a bit longer.
She was not happy about that. To defy him, she was going to reach for the food with her bare hands,since she was unable to use her chopsticks anymore.
He grabbed onto her hands instead and secured it under the table.
Based on their current interaction, they seemed to be getting along better than before.
Back then, they had gotten married in front of everyone.
Everyone knew how they interacted with each other.
Compared to the courteous way they were around each other before, they looked a lot more naturalnow.
Old Mrs. Constance slowly made her way over. “Okay, let’s eat.”
Only then did John let go of Sophia’s hand—to which he received an eye roll in return. Without lookingat anyone, she buried her face in her bowl and started to eat.
Old Mrs. Constance looked at her and asked, “Did you go to the company today, Sophia?”
She paused as she did not expect Old Mrs. Constance to talk to her.
With a mouth full of rice, she said, “Yeah, I went for a bit.”
Mrs. Constance, on the other hand, was not pleased. “Why did you bring her there?” she questionedJohn.
But Sophia spoke out instead. “If it wasn’t to keep your son’s reputation clean for the future.”
After hearing that, Mrs. Constance almost choked on her own pent-up anger.