Chapter 397


    The renovators worked fast. After Sophia transferred the money to them, John called her a few hours


    later, asking what she meant by this. What? Isn’t it obvious? Sophia yed dumb by asking back,


    “What are you talking about?”


    “Why’d the renovators give me back my money and say it’s what you want?”


    Sophia grunted. “Oh, that? Yeah, it is. I’m supposed to pay for the renovations, not you. I don’t want


    you to pay for it. Makes me feel insecure.”


    He sneered. “Now you’re feeling insecure?”


    Sophia said, “Yeah, I let you pay for it because I didn’t know better. Now that I do, I’m going to put my


    foot down on this. Can’t expect you to pay for everything.”


    John knew she wouldn’t back off, so a few momentster, he said, “Fine.” Then, he hung up.


    Sophia was surprised. What’s that supposed to mean? A short whileter, John arrived at her house.


    For some reason, she quickly locked the door and leaned against it, feeling scared. John looked angry


    when he alighted his car, much to her confusion, but she thought she had to lock him out for her own


    safety.


    John tried to open the door, but to no avail. “I know you’re in there, Sophia. Open the door.”


    She would not do that, but she knew it was impossible to hide. “Why did youe here?” she replied.


    “I told you I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore. And I don’t owe you any money now,


    so leave.”


    John sneered. “Open the door. We need to talk.”


    Sophia didn’t want to, for she recalled how John gripped her chin in a fit of angerst time. When she


    remembered how it took days for the feeling to go away, Sophia unconsciously rubbed her chin. She


    didn’t want to feel that again. “No. This is my home, and you’re not wee here. Leave.”


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    “How dare you,” John said coldly.


    Sophia didn’t feel as scared now that John was locked outside, and the fact emboldened her. “Just


    leave, or a new scandal might pop up if someone finds out you’re here. We have enough problems as it


    is.” Then, she continued, “I’m sick of this. John, because of you, I can’t even take a step out of my


    house. What more do you want from me?”


    When he heard that, he froze. He was going to open the door by force, but he stopped after that.


    Eventually, he left, and Sophia heard the revving of his car. Hence, she slowly nudged to the window so


    she could see what was going on outside. When she saw him going into his car and leaving, Sophia


    heaved a sigh of relief. Is he mad?


    After that, Sophia kept the door locked for the rest of the afternoon. She usually kept the windows


    open, but now she closed them all; not because she was worried about thieves, but because of John.


    She was worried he might choose toe in through the window if the front door was a no go. If Husky


    knew that, John, being smarter than he was, could do it too.


    However, her concern was unfounded. John didn’te again that day, nor in the following days. Also,


    he sent no text nor made any calls. At the same time, the Constances had stopped harassing her, while


    the media had quieted down about this.


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