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Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 517


Pointing at the crazy Matilda in the video, Sophia advised her friend, “Gosh, look at this. When you are looking into getting married in the future, you must steer clear of any mother-in-law like her. No matter how much you love the man, you cannot marry him. Do you know how difficult she is? A naive rabbit like you would be hunted and chewed down to bones the first day of your marriage.”

Robin stared at the video for a while and asked Sophia, “When you first married John, didn’t you learn about his family?”

Sophia clicked her tongue and answered, “No. I didn’t know better back then.”

Also, Old Mr. Constance treated her very nicely, and everyone dared not show their true faces in front of the patriarch, causing her to mistake the friendliness as acceptance.

At the start of the trouble, she was in a daze as well. When Old Mr. Constance was gone, and she was left alone, she desperately needed a family member on her side.

She fell right into a huge family like the Constances, and she wanted to be part of them, but she later realized that they didn’t want her to be a part of the family. It was a misunderstanding that cost her precious time.

Robin took a seat and rested her chin on her hands. “Did John treat you well?”

Did John treat me well? That was hard to say because there were instances when he treated her nicely and vice versa. After giving it some thought, she decided to go with an answer, saying, “I guess… he treated me pretty okay.”

Robin broke into a smile. “Look, even when his mother hated you, he still treated you nicely. He sounds like a decent man.”

A decent man? What rubbish is that? If he had even cared for me, Matilda would not have stepped all over me. Some matters were hard to be explained, so Sophia merely laughed it off. “Yeah, John is decent.”

Robin pursed her lips and added, “Actually, one’s relationship with their mother-in-law is not tricky to solve.”

Sophia smiled at her. “Well, it depends on the person, I guess. Perhaps, it is not tough for you. I was a bit socially awkward, so it was difficult for me.”

The conversation ended right there as Sophia and Robin went to work for a while before closing the store. Sophia let Robin leave before her. As for herself, she counted the cash at the register before locking the doors to leave.

She didn’t feel like going home, so she wandered around on the streets. After dinner and a long stroll, she finally took a cab home.

When she reached her door, she was shocked to find that the lights on the second floor were switched on. She was taken aback and wondered if someone sneaked into her house again. Grabbing her ‘weapon’ from last time in the garden, she unlocked her door and cautiously went up the stairs.

The lights in the corridor were on, and her bedroom door was wide open as well. She inched closer and tightened her grip on her weapon. The moment she reached the door, she immediately saw a man in her bed.




















John was in her bed, and his shoes were on the floor. He took off his jacket, and even his tie was loosened. Seeing it was John, she carefully went up to him. “John?”

Reeked of alcohol, he was asleep with a flushed face. Realizing that the man was John, she put away the weapon in her hand and stood there while watching him. Did he get himself drunk because he’s upset?

She went over and pushed him. “John, wake up. How did you get in?”

I’m a hundred percent sure that I locked all the doors on the balcony. John flipped around and mumbled in a low voice, “Sophia, stop fooling around.”

She scratched her head. “Come on, tell me first. How did you get in?”

His eyes closed in a stupor before he started responding to her, “The lock on your door has my fingerprint record.”

She was stunned because she clearly remembered deleting his fingerprint from the records. He chuckled gleefully, saying, “Last time when I sent you home, I re-entered my fingerprint.”

Gritting her teeth in anger, Sophia thought, What a jerk! He does not waste any opportunities, huh?

She went over and pushed him again. “Alright. Wake up now. Why did you drink too much and come to my place?”

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