Chapter 588


    John hadn’t much to do, so he took a shower before lying down on the bed. Then, he took out his cell


    phone. Recalling that it was the first round of the knockoutpetition for Ian, he went online and did a


    search right away. Oh, how cunning of him!


    This Ian Morgan is quite crafty in creating opportunities for himself. He confessed his love some time


    ago, and now, he has started with public disys of affection! Fated Response? What f*cking title is


    that for a song? I think it’s most fitting for him to use the name of Sophia’s shop now!


    He was initially a tad anxious to return, but after seeing Ian’spetition, he became downright


    restless. After all, he understood Sophia’s temperament. She bumbles around at times, so his ploy this


    time is just the perfect strike to her defenses.


    He isn’t confessing his love and disying his affections privately, but tantly before the entire


    country. Considering her kind-hearted disposition, she probably can’t bring herself to do anything other


    than lending him a hand. How could I allow that to happen?


    He promptly went online and looked for flight tickets. Phew, there’s another flight tonight! Scrambling


    out of bed, he packed his luggage before going over to William’s room.


    William was taking a nap, but John pounded on his door several times. Frowning, he demanded,


    “What’s wrong with you?”


    With his suitcase in hand, John dered, “I’ve booked a flight ticket, and I’ll be leaving immediately.


    Something came up with Sophia.”


    Leaning against the door frame, William doubled over withughter. “See, I just knew that you won’t be


    able to sit still after I’d said all those things to you.” He then nodded. “Sure, you can go back. There’s


    nothing important here, so I can manage alone.”


    John smiled and waved at him before leaving, wheeling his suitcase along.


    Meanwhile, Sophia stayed in her shop and worked untilte at night. Robin had already left, so she


    calcted the profit she’d made since starting the business until now by herself. It’s double my


    expectation! Actually, she knew that most of it was from the support of friends, Logan and John


    especially.


    Putting the calctor aside, she let out a sigh. I always say that I want to be independent, but in the


    end, I’m still relying on the people around me. She then dawdled for a while before packing up to leave.


    This time, she didn’t hail a taxi but slowly made her way home on foot alone while shouldering a


    backpack. She’d already cklisted that woman’s phone number, but still, she felt a touch difited.


    It was as though she had a thorn in the side which she tried to avoid as much as possible.


    However, this wasn’t a sign that she was on the mend, nor did it signify a full recovery. Rather, she was


    just lying to herself that the wound didn’t exist by neither looking at it nor touching it.


    It was veryte when she arrived home, so she merely cooked some dumplings. Feeling down in the


    dumps, she wasn’t even in the mood to watch television, so she went for a shower straight away before


    getting into bed. Nevertheless, her sleep was fitful, her dreams bizarre with a messy phantasmagoria.


    As a wave of exhaustion swept across her, Sophia’s mind felt fuzzy. Turning over, she then slowly


    opened her eyes. The curtains weren’t drawn, so the room was rtively bright from the glow of the


    moonlight outside the window.


    Thus, she could clearly see that someone was standing beside the bed. It was such a terrifying


    urrence that she even forgot to scream, rendered motionless as though she’d been frozen in time.


    Knowing that she was awake, John sighed. “You just won’t listen though I advised you to lock the


    sliding door to the balcony.”


    Sophia slowly sat up, so John came over and sat down on the edge of the bed. “What happened? I


    noticed that your sleep seemed rather fitful.”


    Sophia stared at him intently. All of a sudden, she sprang up and lunged at him. “Were you trying to


    scare me to death, John Constance?


    Let me tell you, I detest people like you! Didn’t you know that you might have triggered a heart attack?”


    Pinning him onto the bed, she straddled him and started swinging her arms, raining blows upon him.


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