Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 48

John was clearly taken aback. Staring at Sophia, he didn’t reply immediately.

On the other hand, Sophia chuckled and said in a low voice, “You won’t touch a woman you have no feelings for. Then, when you did it with me before…”

Wiggling her brows, she smiled. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

He studied her for a bit, then laughed mockingly. Leaning back against his seat, he crossed his legs, ankle over knee. “You’re different.”

“Oh?” Her tone was light. “How am I different?”

He placed one hand on his thigh; he was tapping his finger subconsciously. “I’ve gotten used to your body, so I don’t find it disgusting.”

In other words, he’s saying it doesn’t matter whether or not he feels anything for me.

Thus, she chuckled audibly and leaned forward, placing one elbow against the table and propping her chin on it. Then, she said with a sly look in her eyes, “Then, what are you going to do in the future? You can’t just… continue being comfortable with my body, can you?”

Some words, when spoken, coupled with an ambiguous tone, really gave off the vibe of a pretentious flirt. Even she felt so. Still, it was a nice feeling to have.

Right now, everything she said and did was something she would never have dared to do previously. There were many rules in the Constance Family, especially when it came to her—there were even

more rules specifically for her. Back then, she lived on tiptoes every single day for fear of making a mistake and embarrassing them. Now, there was no need for fear anymore—there was nobody who could shackle her down anymore.

The look in his eyes became colder. “You don’t need to worry about that. There will always be somebody else in the future.”

She stared him in the eyes for a long while before nodding in agreement. “That’s right; you’ll always have somebody else.” Mulling over something, she added, “That’s good; that’s good.”

Just then, the waiter brought their food and laid it out on the table, one by one.

To be honest, Sophia wasn’t hungry nor did she have much of an appetite.

However, John had added a nutritious soup to their order just now, and he pushed the soup toward her.

She lowered her gaze. “Thanks.”

In response, he made a non-committal grunt. “It’s nothing.”

Frankly speaking, his attitude toward her right now was way better than how he used to treat her when they were still married. Back then, he completely neglected and ignored her. At least he was more courteous now.

Looking at the man who was sneakily snapping pictures of them, she noticed that the person secretly put his phone down while he was eating. Moreover, the camera was pointing directly in their direction.

Thus, she wasn’t sure whether he was taking pictures, or if he was recording them.

She pondered it briefly, then scooped up a spoonful of soup. After blowing on it, she fed it to him. Caught off guard, he froze for a moment and looked at her.

Thus, she smiled at him, and her expression was rather mischievous. “People are watching. Drink it.”

They had never been this intimate before. Putting John aside, even Sophia felt that it was quite unnatural.

After a moment, he lowered his head to look at the spoonful of soup. Then, he drank it. His actions gave her a small sense of accomplishment.

Lowering her head, she continued eating. However, she suddenly said, “Honestly, it’s been a long time since we last sat down and had a meal together, not counting the day we divorced.”

John said nothing. Before the divorce, he had been extremely busy. With the passing of his grandpa, he had been so overwhelmed that he had no time for her. Afterward, when matters involving his grandpa were resolved, he became busy with the company affairs again. Therefore, he knew that it had been a long time since he sat down with her for a proper meal. By the time everything was resolved and he had enough time to sit down with her, it was to discuss their divorce.

Still, Sophia seemed like she didn’t mind the past anymore. “When I was younger, I used to dream about the person I would spend the rest of my life with. At the time, I wanted to marry somebody who could always keep me company and stay with me. In the end, I married you. But, you’re not that kind of person…” Taking a sip of the soup, she continued, “Afterward, you suggested divorce. Then, I thought… I thought…” She seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, her tone became

more cheerful as she said, “I thought… springtime is finally coming for me! At last, I can live my own life and do what I want to do! I thought to myself: how awesome is that?!”

Then, she giggled to herself.