Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 623

Sophia opened up a carton of milk as she knew she needed to make sure that she took in enough nutrients for the sake of the child in her belly. While John and her were eating, she saw a few kids sneaking into the yard as they cautiously glanced into the house. Upon opening the door, she asked them, "What's the matter, kids?"

These kids that were all dressed in simple linen clothing seemed to be around eight years old. As soon as they saw Sophia coming out from the house, they smiled sheepishly. In fact, Sophia had a hunch as to what they were up to, as she used to be the same. Therefore, she led them into her house to hand them some snacks. Upon receiving the snacks, the children left without further ado.

Sophia sat down on a chair before explaining, "Since a lot of our families were poor, we didn't get to have much tasty food. Whenever someone within the village got something tasty, we would gather in the yard of that family's house. Even if we don't get to taste the food, we wanted to at least catch a glimpse of the food, as watching them eat was satisfying enough."

John never experienced life like that, so he had no idea why the kids would want to watch people eat. After brooding on the subject for a while, Sophia let out a chuckle. "Let's not talk about these, since you won't understand anyway. Rich people like you will never understand how we survived in this harsh world."

With a nod, John replied, "Indeed, I don't understand your life, but that is also precisely why I would like to know more about it. I would like to try my best to understand you by learning how you managed to get by the days before I came into your life."

A smile bloomed on Sophia's face, but it was one of resignation. "John, you sure have changed."

"True," John quickly replied. "I have changed, but you have been perceiving me as having ulterior motives when I don't."

Caressing her belly, Sophia said, "Alright, let's go have our meal."

After dinner, Sophia tidied her grandfather's bed. She was planning on sleeping in it that night, while John would sleep in her room, as she figured he might not want to sleep on the bed of a dead person.

However, John stopped her halfway through the process. "Don't bother. I'll sleep in his room." He even added, "Since he is your grandfather, he is also mine, so I am not afraid of him." Upon hearing him say so, Sophia relented without a word.

Communication ceased as the doors to both rooms were soon closed behind them. After tossing and turning around for some time, Sophia fell asleep, but John had a hard time doing the same as he found the bed a little too hard to be comfortable. There was also a moldy stench to it. After some time, he got out of bed before making his way to Sophia's room in the dark. She was curled up in a ball toward the edge o the bed, seemingly sound asleep.

John watched her sleeping figure by the door. With her petite frame, Sophia seemed tiny as she curled herself up in bed. The longer he observed her, the warmer his heart felt. He had been wondering how she was planning to continue living in this house if he didn't come along. The fact that the house had close to nothing worried him.

After spending some more time staring at her, John returned to his room. If it wasn't for the fact that she was sleeping in a single bed, he would have brazenly snuck into her bed. Meanwhile, Sophia had no idea that John paid her a visit during the late hours as she slept through the night. When she woke up, he was long gone, with his blankets neatly folded.

Sophia's phone rang after she washed up, which she picked up. Robin had sent her a photo that she would like Sophia to take a look at. Chuckling, Sophia asked, "How do you feel about this?"

On the other end, Robin's smile dimmed a little, but her tone was as cheerful as ever. "I'll go for it, since looks are all that's important in the beginning stages. I know next to nothing about him, so I'll approach him as long as he has good looks."

Sophia grunted before saying, "I'll check him out in a bit, but you shouldn't rely too heavily on my judgement. I don't exactly read people that well."