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Pursing her lips, Sophia murmured in assent.
After a long time had passed, Robin then commented, “Ian will surely feel aggrieved when he learns about it.”
Sophia was startled, at a loss as to what this matter had to do with Ian.
After saying that, Robin then smacked her lips. “Anyhow, it’ll be scandalous if the two of you still live together when
you’re divorced.”
Sophia heaved a sigh. “How I wish John shares the same sentiments as you do!” He isn’t bothered whether it’ll be
scandalous. A headache assailed her when she recalled his unabashed behavior last night.
Meanwhile, John went back to Sophia’s house in the taxi. He’d long since taken his luggage upstairs, and he wasn’t
planning to carry it back down either. He merely came back to straighten up the kitchen. While Sophia had deleted
his fingerprint for the door lock to her place, he still remembered the password. Thus, the lock couldn’t possibly
keep him out.
After he was done cleaning up, he then left and hailed a taxi back to Constance Residence. Old Mrs. Constance
knew that he was back ages ago, so she cackled as soon as he stepped foot into the house. “You finally found your
way home, huh?”
Walking over, John parked his butt on the sofa and stretched. “I arrived too late last night, so I didn’t come home
immediately.”
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Old Mrs. Constance was listening to music, appearing very much laid-back, but she had a retort ready. “Enough of
your excuses. Did you think I’m oblivious to your thoughts?”
At this, John laughed and went over to wrap an arm around her shoulder. “You know me best, Grandma.”
Casting him a glance out of the corner of her eye, Old Mrs. Constance then commented, “Nonetheless, I’ve got to
remind you to take things easy. Sophia is no longer as easy-going as before, so be mindful of her temper. Else, it
won’t end well for you.”
John nodded. “Got it. I’m now testing the boundaries bit by bit so that I’ll know how far I can go.” Sophia had
changed tremendously, so he couldn’t quite figure her out. Besides, that woman always has a mercurial temper
toward me. In many a thing, she might not have much of a reaction when it involves someone else, but when I’m
the person in question, she goes ballistic! This is truly worrying.
Old Mrs. Constance then asked whether he had eaten, to which he murmured an affirmation and replied, “I’ve
eaten. I only came back to see you, so I’ll be going to the office in a bit.”
After giving her assent, Old Mrs. Constance then said, “Oh yes, do talk to Dylan if you see him at the office. Your
aunt was insistent on arranging a blind date for him last night, but he refused to go. The two of them then
exchanged words. Your aunt came over early in the morning and told me that she’s a touch worried, so just try
talking to him. It’s for his own good, so he shouldn’t let it come between them.”
John froze for a moment before agreeing to do so. “Got it. I’ll talk to him if I see him.”
He didn’t tarry long at Constance Residence. After retrieving his car, he drove to the office. Alas, he was then stuck
in a traffic jam. Traffic came to a head long before he’d reached the traffic light. He couldn’t see what had
happened ahead, but many people alighted from their cars and walked to the front for a look before coming back
while cursing aloud. It was impossible to turn the car around and take another route at this stretch of road since
there was nowhere to execute a U-turn in front. Hence, everyone had no choice but to remain in this standstill
traffic.
After mulling it over, John alighted from the car and languidly made his way to where a crowd was gathered ahead.
The accident didn’t occur at the intersection, for the two cars collided well before the junction. Judging from the
condition of the cars, it wasn’t an accident but a battle of wills with both cars deliberately slamming into each other.
At present, both car owners had alighted from their respective cars and were tearing into the other.
Walking over for a look, John cracked up. Sally Morgan! Hmm, this is a nice turn of events. It’ll take the edge off my
anxiety. He didn’t recognize the person who was squabbling with Sally, but the person seemed even fiercer than
her, outright calling her a sl*t.
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