Chapter 143


    Mrs. Constance had uttered such remarks in the past, so John truly didn’t want to listen anymore. He


    merely murmured an acknowledgment. “It’ste now, so you should sleep earlier. I’ve got to go since I


    still have something to do.”


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    Knowing that he was growing impatient, Mrs. Constance quickly went along with him. “Sure, sure, I will.


    We’ll talk next time since you’re busy.”


    After hanging up the phone, John closed his eyes for a moment. There was a stringent feeling within


    him which he just couldn’t brush off. On his way back to his room, he walked past the study.


    Sophia was still scratching her head inside, googling the questions that went over her head, but she


    just couldn’t understand the exnation given by Google at times. The door to the study was opened,


    and she sat before theputer, groaning softly from time to time.


    John had instinctively walked over, but he retreated on second thought. Leaning against the door


    frame, he stared at Sophia who had changed into another set of clothes, sitting cross-legged on the


    chair as she stared at theputer screen with great resentment. Mrs. Constance’s words on the


    phone earlier shed across John’s mind, and his mind automatically supplied him with Isabelle’s


    image. His gaze darkened.


    After a few seconds, he walked in. “What are you doing?”


    Startled, Sophia’s head snapped back before her expression fell. “This stuff is exceedingly difficult to


    understand.”


    Going over, John saw that theputer screen was filled with a bunch of driving test questions. These


    questions weren’t all that difficult, but perhaps Sophia had trouble understanding out of the blue since


    she’d nevere across them. John pulled a chair over and sat down beside her. “Which one don’t


    you understand? I’ll exin it to you.”


    Without an ounce of hesitation, Sophia pointed at a question on the screen at once. “I don’t understand


    this one.” John was patient and exined things to her one by one. His exnation is much simpler


    than Google’s. Sophia nodded slowly. “Don’t go first. Wait a moment, for I’m bound to have other


    questions.” John wasn’t in a hurry to leave, so he sat there and exined as Sophia went. Sophia felt


    much more rxed now, and she learned much faster.


    While she was looking at theputer, John’s gaze gently alighted on her corbone since her cor


    was rather loose, baring her corbone. There are still faint traces on it. He actually had quite a high


    alcohol tolerance, so the single ss of red wine that night truly couldn’t have affected him in any way.


    However, he himself couldn’t say for sure what possessed him that night, but he was just worked up


    and wanted to ravage her.


    The next day, when he was awakened by Mrs. Constance’s knock on the door, he even nced at her


    when he got out of bed, noticing that her bare body was littered with ck and blue bruises as though


    she’d been beaten up, looking rather pitiful indeed. For a brief moment, he was upset, knowing that


    he’d been far too rough with her, but he also knew that it’d still end simrly even if he was given the


    chance for a do-over.


    As he stared at the marks on her body now, he could still remember how frenzied he’d been that night.


    He hurriedly averted his gaze, feeling inexplicably restless once more even as uneasiness flooded him.


    Sophia, however, wasn’t at all aware of all this, her sole concern on the questions in the driving test.


    John was rather patient tonight, and he only stood up when Sophia yawned, making it clear that it was


    past her bedtime. “Take it easy. There’s no need to rush since all this isn’t all that difficult to


    understand.”


    Sophia nodded. “Thank you for tonight.”


    John didn’t say anything. After stretching and yawning, Sophia left the study. John stood in the corridor


    and watched as she entered her room before going back to his own room. The room wasn’t all that big,


    nor was there much in there, but he wasn’t bothered about such things now.


    After washing up, he slipped into bed. Before he’d even closed his eyes, a phone call came in from


    William. William rarely called him, perhaps because theirmunication didn’t necessarily have to be


    vianguage since they were both men. Thus, he felt that William had to be calling regarding an


    important matter.


    Sure enough, when the call was connected, William said that the coboration with the Baileys was


    confirmed. In the future, the Constance Family would be supplying the Bailey Family with raw


    materials. The Bailey Family had a huge business, so this coboration was a good thing for the


    Constance Family. However, William didn’t sound very much happy, so John merely murmured an


    acknowledgment to indicate that he’d gotten the message.


    Sighing, William then reminded, “You might being into contact with the Baileys often in the future


    in work matters, so watch yourself.”


    John understood his meaning. He chuckled. “Okay, I got it.” After hanging up with William, he then


    closed his eyes, only to have the marks on Sophia’s corbone shing across his mind once more.


    Still, there was a tightness in his chest that just had him feeling incredibly restless.