Chapter 773


    Sophia broke away from John’s embrace and changed the subject. “When does your dad intend for us


    to go back there? I don’t actually want to go to the Constance Residence, but I suppose I can put up


    with it for a while if it means I can y cupid for him and Madam Flintstone.”


    John thought for a while. “The sooner, the better. I’ll start getting busy soon, so I’m worried if you’re


    both here. If you go over to the Constance Residence, there will be many people taking care of you


    there. That way, I’ll feel more reassured.”


    Sophia had no opinion on where exactly she should spend her days. “I’ll just follow whatever you guys


    n.”


    John felt assured after hearing her words.


    That night, they did not talk much. John went off to work the next morning. Just as Sophia finished her


    breakfast, someone came by and said that he was there to bring Sophia and Matilda to the Constance


    Residence.


    That’s incredibly quick!


    The Constance Residence had everything that they would need, so they didn’t need to bring anything.


    The three of them got into a car and left at once.


    William had probably told Old Mrs. Constance about their arrival in advance because she was already


    waiting at the door. Seeing Sophiaing over, a broad smile bloomed on her face.


    Matilda was the first to get out of the car. She then helped Sophia get down as well.


    Old Mrs. Constance looked at Matilda. “I heard you got hurt.”


    Smiling, Matilda stated, “It’s not a serious issue. I’m okay.”


    Hearing that, Old Mrs. Constance sighed. “We’ll get the family doctor toe and have a lookter. No


    matter if it’s serious or not, it’s better to have it checked.”


    Matilda simply nodded. As Old Mrs. Constance looked at Sophia, her smile widened again. “Come,


    come. Let’s talk more inside. I’ve waited for you for quite a while.”


    Old Mrs. Constance took Sophia and Matilda to the main building, saying that Sophia would be staying


    in John’s room. As for Matilda, Old Mrs. Constance thought for a while and decided that she should


    remain in the room that she and William once shared. However, Matilda frowned after learning about


    the arrangement. “May I have a different room? It’s not appropriate for me to stay there now.”


    Old Mrs. Constance was obviously surprised by Matilda’s unexpected reaction. But she simply nodded


    and replied, “Of course. How about that room right next to John’s? You decorated that room, so I think


    you’ll like it.”


    As long as it isn’t William’s room, I’m fine with any other room. Matilda nodded and agreed with the


    arrangement.


    Shortly after, John’s call came in. Sophia took a look at her phone and picked up the call. Without John


    asking, she said first, “I’m already at the Constance Residence, so don’t worry.”


    John said he woulde back at noon, but Sophia didn’t understand why he wanted to return.


    Regardless, she still agreed and replied, “Okay, then so be it.”


    Hanging up the phone, Old Mrs. Constance asked the two younger women what they’d like for lunch.


    Sophia looked at Ms. Cannon. “I like everything that Ms. Cannon makes. I’m not picky about food.” Ms.


    Cannonughed next to her. “Miss Sophia is really cooperative. She eats everything without me having


    to worry about her, so I’m sure this child will grow up well in the future.”


    Upon hearing that the child would grow up well, Old Mrs. Constance was delighted andughed


    happily.


    After chatting for a while, Sophia felt sleepy. Matilda was also a little tired, so both of them went


    upstairs to rest.


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    Matilda went into the room next to John’s, thinking to herself that she had once prepared this room for


    Isabelle. After Sophia moved into it, she was so angry that she couldn’t sleep for several nights. It was


    thus unexpected that she herself moved into this room now.


    Sophia leaned against the door frame. “Not bad, I guess. This favorite room of yours is now your


    bedroom.”


    Matilda chuckled. “How ironic, right?” After speaking, she took out her phone, looked at it, and then


    sneered, “Look, this is even more ironic.”


    Isabelle had sent her a message and asked if she was angry because of the previous incident. Matilda


    pursed her lips and asked Sophia, “How should I answer her?”


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