Chapter 564


    Gazing at the picture on the grave, Sophia said, “I had a dreamst night. Grandpa was in my dream,


    and so were you.”


    With a sneer, Matilda jeered, “I guess it was a bad dream after all.”


    “Indeed.” Sophia sighed. “I dreamed of you scolding me, ming me for not being able to bring any


    blessings into the family. Not only did John have to be involved in this, but Grandpa didn’t even get


    better.”


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    These words were the exact phrases which Matilda had repeatedly used against Sophia.


    Thinking about it, Matilda asked, “Does John know you’re here?”


    “Nope.” ncing at the mountains at afar, Sophia reckoned it was a scenic view here, and it somehow


    calmed one’s soul.


    Pressing her lips together, Matilda hesitated to speak her mind. But in the end, she blurted, “Before Old


    Mr. Constance left, he held my hand, asking me to be nice to you and to take good care of you.”


    Clearly, Matilda had failed to do as she was told. In fact, she had agreed to be nice, but she was often


    absent-minded, so she had forgotten all about it the next day.


    A momentter, Matilda turned around and casted a nce at Sophia. “Honestly, I didn’t like you at all.


    To be exact, I hate you. If it wasn’t for you, John and Belle are probably married by now.”


    Nodding her head, Sophia agreed, “Yep. If it wasn’t for me, John’s life would probably be perfect.” At


    that, she turned to face Matilda. “However, I’m curious. Do you really think John likes Isabelle?”


    Hearing that, Matilda was dumbstruck and snapped as if by conditioned reflex, “Of course he likes her!


    What’s not to like about her?”


    Putting on a smile, Sophia said, “Really? I’m confused, then. You see, since John and I are now


    divorced, nothing is holding him back. If he really liked Isabelle, why didn’t they just get together


    officially? Why is he putting Isabelle in such an awkward position?”


    Pursing her lips, Matilda stared at Sophia.


    Without getting a reply, Sophia went on, “You’ve read the news, right? Instead of approaching Isabelle,


    John had hooked up with some random woman in the bar. Is that how he shows his affection toward


    Isabelle?”


    Clicking her tongue, Sophia ridiculed, “If that’s love, it’s just heartbreaking.”


    Hearing that, Matilda’s face fell. She did read about that news, and she even called up John


    immediately to seek confirmation when she did.


    Surprisingly, John didn’t try to hide it at all. He admitted that the news was true and the person in the


    picture was him. Undoubtedly, he had brought a woman out of the bar.


    Upon hearing his confession then, Matilda got hopping mad, but after considering John’s recent


    attitude toward her, she didn’t dare toin.


    As John said, they were grownups, thus capable of bearing their own responsibilities without having


    anyone to interfere.


    In particr when Matilda had messed up her own matters herself.


    Seeing Matilda’s sullen face, Sophia found it hrious and sighed. “Oh well, why did I bother to yak so


    much? I wasn’t here to talk to you anyway.”


    Actually, there wasn’t anything wrong with what Sophia said, but saying that in a ce like this


    sounded wrong. Hence, Matilda was so pissed when she heard that.


    Darting a death re at Sophia, Matilda seethed. “Of course you weren’t here to see me! I’m more than


    fine. I can live up to 100 years old.”


    Unable to hold in herughter any longer, Sophia bursted outughing.


    Knowing that she failed to keep her cool, Sophia went to stroke Matilda’s back. “You’re right! My bad.


    You’ll definitely live to a ripe old age.”


    After giving a few rubs on Matilda’s back, both of them felt rather awkward, so Sophia stopped abruptly


    and stood aside.


    Letting out a few coughs, Matilda said, “Since you’re here, I’d better get going. I’ve chatted with Old Mr.


    Constance for quite a while already.”


    Without getting a reply from Sophia, Matilda tucked her hair back and turned around to leave.


    Giggling under her breath, Sophia wondered who Matilda took after in the Flintstone Family.


    Kneeling down before Old Mr. Constance’s grave, Sophia cleaned up the dried leaves and weeds


    around it. With a sigh, she confessed, “Grandpa, did you see that? John’s mom and I have always


    been like this. Honestly, I feel relieved to have gotten a divorce with John. Otherwise, it’ll be a constant


    turmoil within the family.”


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