However, John’s attitude of ignoring everything that had happened in the past had Sophia feeling very much
chagrined. He’s merely feigning ignorance and evading the past, thinking that everything would then pass. In his
dreams! After standing there for some time, she raked a hand through her hair, unable to make sense of the
emotions currently coursing through her. Pivoting, she left the counter and strode to the door in a fit of pique.
Robin stared at her with pursed lips, her cheery mood from earlier having vanished into thin air. A while later, she
went over with a cup of coffee. “Sophia, what’s going on between you and John? Haven’t you two broken up?” she
asked cautiously.
Likewise, Sophia felt that her relationship with John had been severed, and it was a clean break at that considering
the several rows they had recently. But he doesn’t seem to think so. That fella changes every so often, even faster
than a woman’s mood swings.
Upon seeing that she didn’t answer, Robin leaned closer and queried, “What did it mean that he phoned you? Does
he still have feelings for you?”
This question was all the more challenging for Sophia. Does he still have feelings for me? Perhaps he’s the only one
who knows the answer to this. While I don’t dare say for sure whether he has feelings for me, I think indignation is
probably one of the reasons for his endless pestering.
“John seems to be very good to you. In the eyes of outsiders, it appears as though he’s still harboring feelings for
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtyou, but he spent the night with another woman. If he still loves you, how could he get together with another
woman, even if it’s just a hookup?” Robin remarked hesitatingly.
That’s right. He even spent the night with another woman. Although the news report back then didn’t confirm it,
anyone with brains can surmise what transpired between him and the woman that day in the end. After some time,
Sophia replied, “Exactly.”
Robin licked her lips, her expression a touch conflicted. “So, why exactly did he call you? Is he angling for
reconciliation with you?”
At this, Sophia sneered, “God knows why he called me. I can’t figure out this person either.” If his goal is
reconciliation, he knows the kind of person I am. At the very least, he must be chaste. Who is he trying to fool by
acting as though he wishes to reconcile with me while hooking up with some other woman out there? Irritation
gripped her. “Okay, that’s enough. Let’s not talk about this person anymore. My temper spikes at the mention of
him!”
Robin initially wanted to comment further, but she swallowed her words at Sophia’s remark. There weren’t any
customers right now, so they both stood by the door. Shortly after, just when they turned around to head back into
the shop, a car slowly cruised over. Before it’d even drawn close, the car window was wound down, revealing
Fabian who was sitting in the car. “Wait a moment, Sophia!” he called out to Sophia.
Startled, Sophia stood frozen to the spot and stared at him. His car was so badly dented back then that it was
almost fit for a junkyard, but it isn’t a problem for wealthy people at all. He has now changed to an even flashier
car.
Meanwhile, Robin wasn’t acquainted with Fabian, so she merely stood at the side and looked on.
Fabian chuckled. “Are you not busy? I noticed that you’ve been standing there for a long time.”
Murmuring an agreement, Sophia answered, “I’m not particularly busy. Why, is there something you need that you
came over?”
Fabian was rather amicable to her this time, perhaps in consideration of her help the previous time. He then
alighted from the car. “Nope. I was nearby, so I dropped by for a visit.” As he said this, he carried a box of fruits out
from the passenger seat. “This has just been air-freighted over, so I brought it over for you guys.”
Sophia blinked, at a loss as to what he meant by that. However, Fabian walked into the shop with the box, so she
followed suit after exchanging a glance with Robin.
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