Chapter 383


    A whileter, Dn looked at the time. “It’ste. I should be going back.”


    John grunted. “You go ahead. I want to stay here for a bit.”


    Dn nodded at him before strolling back along the dirt path leading back. John saw him off as he


    walked into the night. When he was fully engulfed by the darkness, he looked back around the clearing.


    Sophia probably came here back then.


    He put his hands in his pockets, holding his phone for a while before calling Zack, and it was


    immediately picked up. Zack knew what he wanted to ask, thus responded quickly, “Don’t worry, boss.


    Focker hasn’t been up to his antics. He won’t be up to anything for a long time.”


    John grunted. “What about Roselia?”


    “Oh, her? She left after the deed was done. And she looked happy. Where did you find her, boss?


    She’s a pro.”


    John only snorted, not answering his question. “Keep an eye on Focker. If he doesn’t rile anything up in


    the next couple of days, there shouldn’t be any problem.”


    “Alright, boss.” He was about to ask something else, but John hung up. A momentter, John took a


    deep breath and went back to the residence.


    The servants had already gone to sleep when he came back to the main building. Halfway through


    going upstairs, John came back down to take a bottle of red wine. He hadn’t been able to sleep over


    the past couple of days, so he needed the help of alcohol.


    Aftering up to the second floor, he saw Matilda standing outside his room. She was in her


    pajamas, her head hanging low, looking dejected. “Why are you here, Mom?” He went up to her.


    Matilda jumped to the side, shocked. “Oh, you weren’t in your room?”


    John opened the door and went inside. “I went out just now. What’s the matter?”


    Matilda came in, wanting to talk about what happened, but she couldn’t get it out. John opened the


    wine bottle with a corkscrew and poured some into the ss on the bedside, then he looked back. “Is it


    because of your divorce?”


    Matilda looked at him. “So you knew. John, you can’t just stand there and watch as I get divorced from


    your dad. I’m your mother, so you have to help me to stop this.”


    John sighed. “And how am I supposed to do that? You expect me to dissuade Grandma from doing


    this?”


    She quickly sat beside him. “You have to stop this divorce. What if someone knows about this? A


    divorce is such a humiliating matter.”


    John smiled. “But everyone knew about my divorce. And you know who spread it.”


    Matilda opened her mouth, but it took her a while before she said, “That’s not the same.”


    “I don’t think so.” John arched his eyebrow. “If you hadn’t texted the Baileys, we wouldn’t be in this


    situation now. If you had just talked to us before you did anything, Grandma wouldn’t have to do this.


    Mom, you only cared about yourself, never about the family.”


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    Hearing this, Matilda frowned. She wanted to retort, but nothing came out.


    John didn’t want to dwell on this any longer. “Don’t worry. Dad won’t date anyone else for at least a


    couple of years, so you still have a chance. If you can just mellow out a little, you can stille back.


    But if you don’t, Dad will get a divorce no matter what. It’s only a matter of time.”


    Matilda stood up, livid. “Do you even care about me? You don’t even want to help me! How can you


    just stand there and watch? I’m your mother!”


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