Chapter 779


    Old Mrs. Constance’s movements were slow, so Sophia had to match her pace. The two of them went


    toward Old Mrs. Constance’s room, after which Sophia suddenly said, “That Madam Bloom appears to


    really like Mr. Constance.”


    “Even you can tell.” Old Mrs. Constance nodded.


    Laughing, she exined, “It’s really too obvious.”


    Old Mrs. Constance nodded again and said earnestly, “To be honest, there isn’t any fault that I can find


    in her. However, the matter between her and William has always been a thorn in my heart. That year,


    she was the one who abandoned William, so I feel ufortable every time I think about it.”


    Unsure of the incidents in the past, she merely gave a nomittal grunt. When they went into the


    room, she did not leave at once.


    Sophia helped Old Mrs. Constance get into bed, then she said, “But considering how we treated her


    today, won’t Mr. Constance be upset if he finds out? Will he think that we’re meddling in his private


    matter? Besides…”


    Sophia hesitated before continuing, “Besides, what if he likes Madam Bloom?”


    Laughing, Old Mrs. Constance nced at Sophia. “Little brat, what do you want to find out from me?


    Just say it to my face.”


    Sophia grinned and replied, “It’s nothing much. I’m just a little curious about Mr. Constance’s stance on


    this. He’s too cid, so I don’t really understand him.”


    Old Mrs. Constance thought about it. “Well, he is quite cid, I suppose. However, I’ve always thought


    that he’s an open book.”


    For example, when William returned with John, John had gone upstairs first while he followed after a


    brief hesitation. It was obvious that he had gone and looked for Matilda, but he did not find her, yet he


    was too embarrassed to ask anybody.


    Old Mrs. Constance saw it all clearly.


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    After he came down, he was embarrassed to speak so forthrightly, so he startedining about


    Matilda, saying that she was such a picky woman that she probably couldn’t adapt well now that she


    had suddenly moved in here. He kept saying how she might not be able to sleep well and how it was


    challenging to change her habits when she had be ustomed to them.


    But all of it simply meant that Matilda would be unustomed to being arranged to sleep in a random


    room.


    Old Mrs. Constance ignored him, but she naturally knew what he was trying to say. After all, they were


    divorced, so he and Matilda certainly could not sleep in the same room. Their rtionship was rather


    different from John and Sophia’s.


    Sophia thought for a while before saying, “I thought it was obvious too, but as soon as Madam Bloom


    came, I’m not so sure anymore.” Perhaps Ynda was so proactive because she had privately


    interacted with William.


    By then, Old Mrs. Constance was really drowsy, so she closed her eyes and said softly, “William… I


    didn’t expect him to go down the same path as John.”


    Sophia stared at Old Mrs. Constance for a while before getting up and slowly retreating from the room.


    She didn’t go downstairs right away either. Downstairs is currently Matilda’s battlefield. I bet she


    doesn’t want anyone to disturb her now.


    Hence, Sophia turned and went back to her room. She had nothing to do, so she justy on the bed


    and checked her phone. Just now, she hadn’t paid any attention to it, and now she realized there was


    an unread message from Ian. He didn’t say anything outrageous, only that things were about toe


    to an end over there, and he wanted to see her when he came back.


    Meeting each other was such a trivial matter that it didn’t need to be said at all. Considering their deep


    friendship, she certainly should celebrate with him after his return.


    Sophia stared at the phone for a while but chose not to reply. She put it down and leaned against the


    headboard in a daze. Ian is a good man. Actually, she knew that if she got together with him, her life


    would be pretty good. After all, Ian was kinder than John, so life with him should be stress-free. It was


    just that feelings were something that couldn’t be controlled. No matter how good Ian was, she wasn’t


    able to harbor any romantic feelings for him.


    After Sophiay down for a while, she became rather drowsy. Just before she fell asleep, there was a


    knock on the door, followed by Matilda entering. Sophia squinted at her. “Has Madam Bloom left?”


    Nodding, Matilda came and sat by Sophia’s bed. “We didn’t talk much. She said she really didn’t know


    that we’de back here. I find this situation rather odd, so tell me, why did shee here today?”


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