Chapter 490


    After putting Logan down with her insult, Sophia reached out for her phone and looked at it. “Alright, it’s


    about time for me to go. I still have to apany John’s grandma to the monasteryter.”


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    Logan disapproved of Sophia’s action and said, “Come on, are you serious about hanging out with his


    grandma? You guys are still acting like a married couple. What difference did your divorce make?”


    In fact, Logan wasn’t alone because Sophia felt the same way. Something has been wrong with John


    for the past two days. Furthermore, it didn’t seem right for him toe over to dine with me like the


    divorce was for nothing. No way! This is not who I am, and I must put a stop to this. I used to think


    there was still a chance for us to work things out, but now, I’ve changed my mind.


    The next moment, Sophia pursed her lips and said, “In that case, I guess I know what to do now.”


    Then, she gged down a cab and told the driver the address of her destination. Although she could


    have saved the trouble if she had taken the ride of Old Mrs. Constance’s driver, she insisted on


    heading to the Constance Residence by herself. Upon arrival, Sophia didn’t enter the residence but


    instead waited outside the entrance. It was only when Old Mrs. Constance’s car came out that she


    entered it.


    As soon as they both saw each other, Old Mrs. Constance excitedly held her hands. “Why didn’t you


    come inside? What were you waiting for?”


    Sophia looked down and smiled. “Nothing.”


    Old Mrs. Constance sighed and said, “I was initially nning to visit the monastery with John, but it


    looks like he’s been busy with work recently.”


    Oh dear! I hope he doesn’t tag along because I don’t want to see him. Noticing Sophia’s silence, Old


    Mrs. Constance didn’t say a single word more.


    While the monastery was situated in the mountain, it was still visited by many of its pious devotees,


    even on working days. As the car pulled up in the car park at the foot of the mountain, they made their


    way up the hill. Fortunately, the path up the mountain was not that steep and that it wasn’t so tiring for


    thedies to hike until they arrived at the monastery, where their arrival was received by a priest.


    As the priest recognized Old Mrs. Constance, he immediately led them to the backyard, giving Sophia


    an indication that the olddy must be a regr visitor of the ce. On the other hand, Sophia had


    never been to this monastery before. Listening to the choir, she miraculously felt relieved as it put her


    mind to ease. Soon, they were greeted by the High Priest who was waiting for them in the chamber.


    In that instant, Sophia felt as if she was a child who hadn’t seen the outside world at all, following suit


    when Old Mrs. Constance crossed her arms in front of her chest to greet the High Priest upon seeing


    him. When the High Priest noticed Sophia, he smiled and said, “I guess this must be the samedy


    who came here thest time. Am I right?”


    Old Mrs. Constance responded with an affirmative hum.


    The High Priest smiled and said, “I can tell from your look that you’re blessed with good fortune.”


    Upon hearing that, Sophia wasn’t sure whether the High Priest said that out of courtesy or because he


    had a keen foresight. Nheless, she only smiled in response while another priest gave them


    hassocks to kneel on. Then, Old Mrs. Constance stated her purpose to ask about her grandson’s


    marriage, and when she said that, her eyes unknowingly shifted to Sophia.


    Meanwhile, Sophia had no idea what she could do except kneeling with Old Mrs. Constance in silence.


    Soon, the High Priest began to preach for a bit, which Sophia didn’t bother to understand a single word


    of. After that, they stood up and headed to a chamber in the backyard.


    When they got there, a wooden box caught Sophia’s eyes as it reminded her of another simr one that


    she saw at the ckwell Residence. Besides, the wooden box with tarot cards seemed to be


    surrounded by a few priests who were chanting. Then, the olddy turned around to Sophia and asked,


    “Why don’t youe and pick one yourself?”


    Sophia chuckled and said, “No thanks. I’m good because I don’t have anything to wish for anyway.”


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