Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 243

He walked over and stood by Sophia’s side. Both of them were really close, talking about something else. “If anything happens in the future, make sure you stay away. Seeing you get hurt today actually made me feel sad.”

Sophia couldn’t really read between the lines, and just took it that Ian was feeling guilty.

She nodded and said, “I know, but actually, I was hiding at the back today.”

When she said that, Logan, who was at the side, shrank his head. God knew that he really didn’t know Sophia was right behind him back then. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dodged so quickly.

Ian just grunted and looked up at the sky. “Okay, we’re leaving now. You go in first. When you go to sleep, make sure to lock your door and windows.”

“I know, I know,” Sophia replied.

Ian looked at the expression on Sophia’s face and felt a pang of helplessness. She obviously didn’t get what he was trying to say.

After exchanging a few more goodnights and goodbyes, Logan took Ian with him and left.

Sophia turned around and went into the living room.

John was not downstairs anymore. And the laptop was already switched off. It seems that he has gone upstairs.

Sophia stood next to the sofa. She took a deep breath, then went over and turned on the television.

She didn't actually want to watch the television, merely feeling the house was too quiet.

After randomly going through the channels, John came down again.

He didn't greet Sophia. Instead, he went to the wine cabinet next to the dining room and took out a bottle of red wine.

The few bottles of red wine placed on the wine cabinet were just for show. Sophia knew about it.

But she wasn't used to drinking red wine, so after giving John a look, she withdrew her gaze.

John went into the kitchen and got two glasses, then came over and poured Sophia a glass of wine.

Sophia hurriedly waved her hand. "I'm not drinking that. Red wine really isn't my taste."

John smiled and didn't care about that much. He still poured a glass for Sophia and put it at her side, then poured himself a glass.

After that, he didn't go away, sitting comfortably next to Sophia, so she glanced at him. He was sitting up straight, his gaze fixed on the television, but she didn't pay attention to what was playing on the television.

At his own pace, John slowly finished his glass of wine. Putting down his glass, he raised his hand and reached over to grab Sophia's hand. Startled, Sophia turned her head and looked at him.

John just lowered his gaze. He pinched the ring on her finger, twisting it around.

Sophia inexplicably remembered the things that happened in the kitchen before. She didn't know what was up with John today. Usually, he was a relatively introverted person. Thus, it was completely against the grain for him to act like that when there were outsiders here today.

Sophia inexplicably remembered the things that happened in the kitchen before. She didn't know what was up with John today. Usually, he was a relatively introverted person. Thus, it was completely against the grain for him to act like that when there were outsiders here today.

As her cheeks grew a bit warm, Sophia gave a light cough. "Umm, you only had a glass of wine. Don't tell me that you're already drunk?"

"I didn't drink much." John gave a brief smile. "One glass is nothing to me."

She breathed deeply, but didn't say anything.

He played with her fingers for a while, then asked, "Do you like Ian?"

She frowned. "Ian?"

"Forget it." Then, he said, "Just pretend that I didn't ask this question."

His hand moved slowly from her fingers to her wrist, then followed her arm and moved up to her shoulder.

In the beginning, Sophia was bewildered, for she didn't know what John was doing. After all, both of them were clear-headed. Nothing was likely to happen. But slowly, Sophia felt that something wasn't right.

Because John started to touch her face, and he was also leaning closer to her.

It wasn't as if something like this had never happened before, but they usually happened just when they were about to do the horizontal tango.