Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 661

Seeing that they were being intimate, Matilda wondered if Sophia and Logan were that familiar with each other. John wasn't back until a while later, and was surprised by Matilda's presence in the house. "Mom why are you here?"

In response, Matilda stood from where she sat. "I came to get an update regarding the incident. Did the culprit confess?"

John nodded while informing her, "He did reveal some information, but just a fraction, so he is being detained by my men so they can keep up with the interrogation. I have a feeling that he knows more than what he chose to let on."

Upon letting out a sigh, Matilda opened up. "I didn't sleep well last night because of what happened. With where things are, it's not safe to leave Sophia alone, so I think she should close the shop for some time, as safety should come before money."

John examined Matilda before smiling. "Mom, your attitude sure did a one-eighty."

There was a moment's pause while Matilda rolled her eyes at John. "Why do you sound unhappy that I am changing?"

"Oh, I am absolutely overjoyed." John walked away from the living room, only to see Sophia and Logan in the kitchen. He never had concerns about Logan snatching Sophia away from him, so he wasn't affected when he saw them together.

After giving the situation some thought, Matilda suggested, "You should take Sophia's place. Since you and Logan can easily deal with the cooking, Sophia doesn't need to be in there. The floor in the kitchen is wet, so what if she slipped and fell?"

Arching his brow, John looked back at Matilda. "You haven't been visiting Isabelle these days, have you?"

Pursing her lips, Matilda chided, "Instead of babbling nonsense, why won't you go make dinner?"

John smacked his lips before heading into the kitchen, only to replace that the veggies were already washed, whereas Sophia took off her apron to hand it to John. As she wanted to avoid inhaling the greasy smell later on when they were cooking, she was glad that John was back.

Upon leaving the kitchen, she saw Matilda watching TV while sitting on the sofa. Incidentally, she was watching a cartoon. Seeing this, Sophia sat down beside Matilda after letting out a chuckle. With her eyes still glued to the TV, Matilda directed a question at Sophia. "How are you feeling? Does it hurt anywhere?"

"No, I'm feeling fine," Sophia replied.

After that, Matilda repeated what she told John, "With your current circumstances, you should let go of unnecessary pursuits. Close your shop for the time being, as safety comes first, while you can always earn more money when you make a comeback after things are settled. Besides, I don't think you need to worry about business as John can help you out on that."

Sophia turned to look at Matilda before saying in a low voice, "As I told you, I will leave here when the time comes. I will never let John know about the child, so anything pertaining to the child doesn't concern you." Staring at the TV, Matilda was at a loss of words. With that, Sophia stood from her seat. "I will be heading upstairs."

It wasn't until Sophia's figure disappeared into the corner on the stairs that Matilda let out a sigh. Sophia was actually feeling a little irritable because in spite of her resolve to leave, she didn't actually have a place to settle down at, nor did she know where she should go. Although the idea of giving birth to the baby without the Constances' assistance sounded easy, she knew there would definitely be a long journey ahead.

Sophia stood by the window while drowning in her sorrows. The door to her room was open, so the noises from downstairs were audible even in her room. Although the men weren't making a ruckus, they definitely weren't quiet. Logan was yelling at John for missing a step in his cooking, which was followed by Matilda telling them to quiet down, as Sophia was resting.

Sophia didn't catch Logan's full sentence, but she could hear everything that Matilda said. As of late, Matilda had been treating her very nicely, so much so that Sophia wasn't sure how she should reciprocate.