Chapter 140


    Upon hearing that question, John was noticeably startled. His brows creased deeply, and his


    expression turned severe. Surprisingly, Zack wasn’t afraid this time. He remained staring at John.


    “Boss, do you have feelings for Miss Bailey?”


    John’s expression grew frosty. “Leave.” When he noticed that Zack didn’t move, he warned, “Don’t


    make me repeat myself.”


    Zack pursed his lips. He knew that he’d somewhat pissed John off, but still, he muttered, “It’s a yes or


    no question. What’s there to be chagrined about?” After saying this, he pivoted and left.


    When he’d left and closed the door behind him, John shoved the mouse away irritably. Do I have


    feelings for Isabelle Bailey? I’ve actually never considered this question. As for whether I’ve ever


    considered taking my rtionship with her further… I did. Since she got along well with Mom, I’d


    indeed wondered whether I should just marry her. If I marry her, the house will be harmonious and


    peaceful in the future. Meanwhile, I can concentrate on my career outside.


    He leaned back against his chair. But… But… He smacked his lips. Now that he was contemting this


    problem, he was feeling inexplicably perturbed yet couldn’t figure out the reason. He could even picture


    the look on Sophia’s face if he truly got together with Isabelle. Disdain? Contempt? Or perhaps she’d


    merely smile faintly, looking as though she’d expected it to happen. He felt difited at such a


    thought, unsettled from head to toe and inside out.


    Meanwhile, Elder Mr. Bailey and Old Mr. Bailey stayed in the meeting room for about an hour before


    leaving. John wasn’t quite interested in inquiring about the discussion since they couldn’t have possibly


    just shot the breeze with such an imposing entourage. If it involved work, then William and the others


    could handle it.


    As John worked, it was then lunch break. After mulling it over, he went straight back to Sophia’s ce.


    At this time, Sophia was bustling around the yard, getting her hands dirty. She bought two flower racks


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    that now stood proudly in the yard and was now cing flower pots on them. She wore an apron and


    had her hair in a bun, looking very much like a botanist.


    Today, she bought a lot of things. For some inexplicable reason, she always felt distressed whenever


    she spent money in the past, but now, spending made her incredibly exuberant. She bought many


    nts whose names she didn’t even know, having bought them as long as they appealed to her. The


    proprietor probably hadn’t seen such a big spender like her in a long time, for he even gave her a few


    pots for free. Over the moon, she was particrly enthusiastic as she fluttered around the yard that she


    didn’t even notice when John’s car came to a stop in front of the gate.


    John observed her for a while from the gate before walking in. “You bought a lot of stuff.”


    ncing over her shoulder, Sophia spotted him. She even shed him a smile, in high spirits. “What do


    you think? Aren’t they lovely?”


    John walked over and peered at the nts, some of which were rare breeds. Nodding, he noted, “It


    isn’t that easy to keep these nts alive.”


    Sophia was unfazed. “If they wither, I’ll just throw them away and buy new ones. Anyway, I’ve got


    money now.”


    Stilling, John stared at her with intrigue. “You weren’t such a person in the past.” She’d never been this


    casual in anything back then. In the past, while she was servile and obsequious to the point that she


    made others ill at ease, she’d always been exceedingly serious in everything. I’ve never seen her so


    perfunctory.


    Sophia merely snorted at that. After watering all the nts, she then asked, “You haven’t eaten, have


    you?” John murmured in assent, upon which Sophia said, “I’ve already cooked, so go and take the


    dishes to the dining room.”


    She’s definitely in a good mood, else she wouldn’t be so amicable with me. Without a single protest,


    John went into the house. The dishes were indeed ready in the kitchen, so John went over and took


    them to the dining room. Sophia’s cooking is indeed great, for I’m salivating at just the smell of these


    dishes.


    When he’d served all the dishes and prepared the tableware, Sophia was done in the yard as well. Her


    mood was truly good today, for she even hummed while walking into the dining room after taking off her


    apron and washing her hands.


    John was already seated, and he stared at Sophia intently. Her face is slightly flushed from the sun


    outside, and her hair is also a tad messy, but she seems to look even more alluring now.