John hadn’t much to do, so he took a shower before lying down on the bed. Then, he took out his cell
phone. Recalling that it was the first round of the knockout competition for Ian, he went online and did a
search right away. Oh, how cunning of him! This Ian Morgan is quite crafty in creating opportunities for
himself. He confessed his love some time ago, and now, he has started with public displays of
affection! Fated Response? What f*cking title is that for a song? I think it’s most fitting for him to use
the name of Sophia’s shop now!
He was initially a tad anxious to return, but after seeing Ian’s competition, he became downright
restless. After all, he understood Sophia’s temperament. She bumbles around at times, so his ploy this
time is just the perfect strike to her defenses. He isn’t confessing his love and displaying his affections
privately, but blatantly before the entire country. Considering her kind-hearted disposition, she probably
can’t bring herself to do anything other than lending him a hand. How could I allow that to happen?
He promptly went online and looked for flight tickets. Phew, there’s another flight tonight! Scrambling
out of bed, he packed his luggage before going over to William’s room.
William was taking a nap, but John pounded on his door several times. Frowning, he demanded,
“What’s wrong with you?”
With his suitcase in hand, John declared, “I’ve booked a flight ticket, and I’ll be leaving immediately.
Something came up with Sophia.”
Leaning against the door frame, William doubled over with laughter. “See, I just knew that you won’t be
able to sit still after I’d said all those things to you.” He then nodded. “Sure, you can go back. There’s
nothing important here, so I can manage alone.”
John smiled and waved at him before leaving, wheeling his suitcase along.
Meanwhile, Sophia stayed in her shop and worked until late at night. Robin had already left, so she
calculated the profit she’d made since starting the business until now by herself. It’s double my
expectation! Actually, she knew that most of it was from the support of friends, Logan and John
especially. Putting the calculator aside, she let out a sigh. I always say that I want to be independent,
but in the end, I’m still relying on the people around me. She then dawdled for a while before packing
up to leave.
This time, she didn’t hail a taxi but slowly made her way home on foot alone while shouldering a
backpack. She’d already blacklisted that woman’s phone number, but still, she felt a touch discomfited.
It was as though she had a thorn in the side which she tried to avoid as much as possible. However,
this wasn’t a sign that she was on the mend, nor did it signify a full recovery. Rather, she was just lying
to herself that the wound didn’t exist by neither looking at it nor touching it.
It was very late when she arrived home, so she merely cooked some dumplings. Feeling down in the
dumps, she wasn’t even in the mood to watch television, so she went for a shower straight away before
getting into bed. Nevertheless, her sleep was fitful, her dreams bizarre with a messy phantasmagoria.
As a wave of exhaustion swept across her, Sophia’s mind felt fuzzy. Turning over, she then slowly
opened her eyes. The curtains weren’t drawn, so the room was relatively bright from the glow of the
moonlight outside the window. Thus, she could clearly see that someone was standing beside the bed.
It was such a terrifying occurrence that she even forgot to scream, rendered motionless as though
she’d been frozen in time.
Knowing that she was awake, John sighed. “You just won’t listen though I advised you to lock the
sliding door to the balcony.”
Sophia slowly sat up, so John came over and sat down on the edge of the bed. “What happened? I
noticed that your sleep seemed rather fitful.”
Sophia stared at him intently. All of a sudden, she sprang up and lunged at him. “Were you trying to
scare me to death, John Constance? Let me tell you, I detest people like you! Didn’t you know that you
might have triggered a heart attack?” Pinning him onto the bed, she straddled him and started swinging
her arms, raining blows upon him.
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