Next One Is a Babe -
Chapter 762
Sophia remembered how Fabian looked. He did appear as if he had gotten hurt in a relationship. I guess it doesn't matter whether one is a man or a woman. A relationship is like a hurdle; not anyone can get over it easily.
John spoke up next to her. "What's Fabian doing now? I haven't seen him for a long time."
Sophia's godmother looked at John. "I haven't seen him recently either. That boy comes and goes without leaving so much as a message. He doesn't even bother to sit down and listen to us talk. I really don't know what to do."
Sophia blinked. "He did actually send me messages these two days."
However, she couldn't make head nor tail of Fabian's seemingly random messages. Once, he suddenly asked her if she had eaten lunch yet. After Sophia replied to his message, all she got was silence.
Sometimes, she would even get a message from him along the lines of 'take care of yourself' in the middle of the night. When Sophia called him, the line would connect, but the background was relatively noisy He said he was drinking outside. So, she thought that he had sent her the message in a drunken state.
Sophia's godmother was a little excited when she heard that Fabian had texted Sophia. "Did he really text you? This boy! I thought he had run away from home and no longer wished to contact us."
Sophia thought for a while before replying, "I don't think so. Sometimes, I could hear that there were many people with him. He's probably having fun with them and he should be living well.”
When her godmother heard this, she pursed her lips. "He is taking it out on us. Looks like he's still blaming us for everything that happened."
Thus, Sophia decided not to ask any further. After all, this was their own private matter.
When everyone had slowly finished lunch, they went to the sofa to sit and drink tea.
The young ladies who came were very shy. After chatting with Sophia for a while, they stopped talking.
Sophia didn't have a very outgoing personality, so she didn't have much to say either.
Upon seeing this, Old Mrs. Blackwell decided to bid them goodbye.
Sophia stood up and went to support her, saying, "If you have time, come over and accompany me. I've been relatively lazy recently and I don't go out very often. Sometimes, I thought of going to see you, but when I think of having to ride in a car for such a long time, I just don't feel like moving anymore."
Old Mrs. Blackwell was surprised at her words. Then, she patted Sophia's hand and said, "You're in the early stages of pregnancy. There will definitely be a lot of discomfort. Just focus on taking care of yourself. If I have time, I will come over and see you. It's just that I'm quite old now and it's not so convenient for me to leave the house." After speaking, Old Mrs. Blackwell laughed at herself.
The car was parked at the door, and the people got into it one after another. Rolling down the window, Old Mrs. Blackwell looked at Sophia and said, "Go back in. Have a good rest."
Sophia stared at Old Mrs. Blackwell. "Okay, have a safe trip home."
As Old Mrs. Blackwell's car sped off into the distance, Sophia stared at the direction for a while before suddenly saying, "I feel as if I've seen my grandpa again."
Later in the afternoon, Sophia called Fabian. She didn't say much except that he should come and visit her whenever he had time.
In the call, Fabian's voice was languid as he told Sophia how rare it was that she would think of him and that he was very pleased about it. Then, he said that he had time on this day, so he would come over to have dinner.
Sophia chuckled. "Okay. What do you want to eat? I'll get it ready tonight."
Fabian too laughed in response. "Whatever. I'm not very picky."
Sophia could vaguely sense that he was in a bad mood. Since she couldn't talk too much on the phone, all she could say was that she would wait for him at home. Then, she hung up the phone.
Nowadays, Sophia couldn't go anywhere, so she paced up and down the stairs. Finally, she stood in the courtyard stroking her belly.
Every morning when she woke up, she would think about how to spend the day. Every time she touched her belly, she would think about when she could finally get through it all.
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