Chapter 666


    After tossing around in her bed a couple of times, John fell asleep, and it seemed to her that he hadn’t


    heard a single word she said earlier.


    Forget it, maybe he really drank too much, Sophia thought and went into the bathroom for a towel.


    She wiped his face and hands before proceeding to take off his jacket. Although he was drunk, he was


    rather cooperative and removed his clothes as she wanted.


    Finally, she ced the nkets over him and then went to his room. Even though she wasn’t used to


    his bed, she was tired and fell asleep soon after shey down.


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    When it was almost daybreak, she was awakened by the sound of the door. Opening her eyes, she


    saw Johning into the room.


    Without the need to ask, she already knew what he was up to, and she turned her back toward him.


    “You’re annoying.”


    John grinned and hugged her from behind. “I can’t sleep when you’re not next to me.”


    Couldn’t be bothered with him, she closed her eyes and continued to sleep untilte morning without


    even knowing when he had left the room.


    So she returned to her room and washed up beforeing out again. That was when she heard


    Matilda’s voice from downstairs, saying, “That’s right,y it out here where it’s slippery. That side as


    well, and also over there, that left side…”


    Rushing to the top of the staircase, she nced down and saw Matilda with a group of people who


    were cing carpets in the living room. Even the kitchen seemed to be covered in non-slip mats.


    Watching from the top at Matilda, who had her hands on her hips, she did look like she had the stance


    as the mistress of the Constance Family from before. As she leaned against the handrail and observed,


    she had no intention of joining themotion at all.


    The workers carried huge pieces of carpets into the house and ced them carefully on the floor. The


    yoga mats which were there before had all been removed, and the hanging chair in the living room was


    moved aside, revealing a wide, open space.


    Sophia knew that Matilda was worried she might trip if there were too many things in the way. That’s


    really thoughtful of her.


    While it seemed that Matilda didn’t feel awkward about meddling so much into her own affairs, she was


    the one feeling rather uneasy about it.


    When Matilda was done giving out the instructions, she lifted her head and saw her. Waving a hand at


    her, she called out, “Come here and don’t lean over there. You look scary like that. Come down and


    take a seat here.”


    And so, Sophia went downstairs and was surprised to see that there was also a servant besides the


    workers cing the carpets.


    “Over here, Ms. Cannon,” she heard Matilda saying. “This is Sophia.”


    In her fifties, Ms. Cannon looked like an honest and dependable worker, and she hurried over to greet


    Sophia, “Hello, Ms. Gwendolyn.”


    Sophia merely blinked and didn’t say a thing, but Matilda continued, “I transferred Ms. Cannon from the


    Flintstones, and she’s a really great cook. Let me tell you, when I was pregnant with John, I wouldn’t


    eat anyone else’s cooking but hers, and I’m sending her here to take care of you now. You’re picky


    about food during this period, so you should pay more attention to it.”


    ncing at her, Sophia pointed out, “The way you are now is as good as telling John the truth.”


    Thinking over with pursed lips, Matilda finally said, “Sophia, I don’t think you can hide your pregnancy,


    really. It’s not about me telling John about it, but rather about your reaction now. Even before your belly


    bes big, it won’t take him more than a couple of days to be suspicious. How much longer do


    you think you can fool him with gastric as an excuse?”


    Deep inside, Sophia knew that John was already growing suspicious.


    Holding her hand, Matilda led her to the couch and sat down while Ms. Cannon went ahead with her


    chores. In an incredibly rare asion, Matilda didn’t seem awkward at all as she took her hand and


    spoke earnestly, “In your current state, you said you want to leave alone and have the child


    somewhere, but listen to me.


    You haven’t left yet, and you’re speaking about it so lightly when your body is having such a huge


    reaction. If you really leave by yourself and have no one to speak to when you’re upset, you’ll definitely


    regret it.”


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