Chapter 687


    Matilda sat before her. “You kicked me in my belly and pped me. How about that?”


    Sophia’s eyes widened. “You asked for it! You want to hold me responsible for that? Fine. Then let’s


    talk about how you bullied me for almost a year.”


    Matilda looked at her for a long while and stood up. “Fine. I’m the adult here, so I’m not gonna argue


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    with you. I’ll forgive you for the sake of my grandchild.” Then she went out.


    Sophia gritted her teeth, then sheughed. Matilda can be really adorable sometimes. If she had


    always been this way, John and I wouldn’t havee to this. Sophia sighed.


    John had his supper and a smoke before going up. Sophia was taking a bath, so he went to look at the


    ultrasonography report. Nice.


    When she came out and saw him looking at her report, her anger red, and she sneered.


    John looked up at her. “When’s your next checkup? I’ll go with you.”


    Sophia scoffed. “Why? It has nothing to do with you.”


    John put the report down. I need to get this message across now. He looked at her seriously. “I know


    I’ve done you wrong in the past, Sophia, but I swear I’ll treat you better. Since we have a baby now,


    why don’t we get married?”


    Sophia looked like John had cracked the world’s funniest joke. “Marry you? But why? I can raise the


    baby on my own.”


    John frowned. “You want the baby to grow up without its father?”


    Sophia paused. “You’re not dead, so why won’t it have a father? Are you saying you’re not its dad


    because we aren’t married?”


    For a moment, John was at a loss for words. He stood up and looked down at her. “You don’t want to


    marry me?”


    Sophia nodded. “Yeah. Didn’t I make it obvious?”


    John licked his lips. “You don’t want to remarry me even when you have a baby? I can understand that


    if it’s before this, and I can even ept it, but now? What are you thinking, Sophia?”


    Sophia smiled. “No, what are you thinking? Just because I don’t want to remarry you doesn’t mean I’m


    out of my mind.” Pivoting, she went to the windowsill. “Don’t make meugh. You aren’t the only man in


    the world, and I won’t marry a b*stard like you. If I do, you’d probably try to take me for a ride. That’s


    not what I want.”


    John turned back to her. “What? Why would you say that? Haven’t I been sincere enough?”


    Sophia didn’t want to talk about that. On the way back, Matilda told her exining this would be


    pointless, for it wouldn’t calm her down. If she had that kind of time, Matilda told her she should be


    Matilda could be annoying at times, but she had a point. She couldn’t change the reality of her


    pregnancy no matter what, so exnations were useless. She looked back at John. “I don’t want to talk


    about that, and I want to sleep now. No, I’m not going to sleep in the same room as you, so get out.”