Next One Is a Babe Chapter 400

“For some reason, I thought about the time you and I went to the Morgans’ company when you called,”

Ian said.

Why did he think of that? Nothing big happened. As a reply, she smiled. “And? Were you thinking of

Simon and Sally?”

“No,” replied Ian. “Only you.” He kept on staring at Sophia.

Sophia was about to say nothing happened that day, but the serious look on Ian’s face and the

gentleness in his eyes made her bite her tongue. Oh no, that look in his eyes. I don’t like it. She

gasped. “Why the serious look? It’s making me nervous.”

A few moments later, he smiled. “I know you knew I was using you that day.”

Sophia said nothing as she pursed her lips, her silent surprise an affirmative answer, so he sighed. “I

did think of using you that day, and you found out about it.” Nonetheless, since she didn’t ask, he didn’t

say.

A moment later, Sophia smiled. “It’s fine. That wasn’t a big deal. I was happy I could help.”

The look in his eyes became gentler, and he sat up slowly. “I’ve seen many people over the years, but

you’re the first who helped me without asking for anything in return.”

Sophia was confused. What’s he talking about? Something’s off about him.

Still, Ian didn’t take his eyes off her. “Sophia, I’ve kept my feelings hidden all this time. But today, I want

to tell you all about it. Sophia, I—”

“What a surprise, Ian. You’re here too?” someone quipped by the door.

Sophia almost jumped up from shock, and she looked back. Standing at the doorstep was none other

than John Constance with his hands in his pockets, who had showed up from nowhere. Sophia’s mouth

formed an O. This guy’s gone for days now, so what’s he doing showing up all of a sudden?

Now that he was interrupted, Ian couldn’t say what he wanted to, so he frowned at John.

John came up to them slowly, smiling. “I thought I’d drop in and say hi since I was in the

neighborhood.”

Sophia frowned. So what? There’s no need for a surprise visit.

John sat beside Sophia and looked down at the coffee table, where a teapot and teacup sat. A moment

later, he looked away and said, “Just done with your appointment, Ian?”

Ian grunted as a response. “Yes. I’m surprised to see you here too, John. You seem free.”

To that, John chuckled. “That’s because I don’t have much to do now. With all the time I have, of course

I’m taking a stroll.”

Sophia turned around and whispered, “What are you doing here?”

From the corner of his eyes, John shot her a look. “I told you I’m in the neighborhood. It’s a

coincidence.”

As if. I’m not an idiot. This place is like a mile away from the nearest road. There isn’t a shortcut here

anywhere. She pursed her lips and looked away. It had been a few days since he last came here, and

Sophia thought he must have calmed down.

At the same time, Ian finished the rest of the tea. He had a lot to say, but now he couldn’t say a word.

John then went to the kitchen to take a cup. When he came back, he poured himself a cup of tea and

leaned back against the sofa while crossing his legs, making himself at home.