Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 590

He knows that Sophia won’t humiliate him. On second thought, this Ian Morgan is actually very cunning despite appearing plain and unpretentious. The corners of John’s mouth quirked into a smirk. “You know what? I came here as soon as I returned without even going back home, and my luggage is still in the courtyard. Besides, there’s no taxi at this hour. Don’t tell me you want me to walk home while dragging my luggage behind me…”

He gave me a pile of drivel, yet it’s all so that I’ll allow him to stay overnight! Hopping mad, Sophia stared at him for a long while before getting out of bed. Opening her room door, she pointed at the corridor. “Go out. Out!”

This means I can be anywhere as long as it’s not her room! John beamed, his smile tinged with a gleam of craftiness. Getting to his feet, he straightened his clothes. “I’ve got to retrieve my luggage first since it so happens that I’ve got a change of clothes in there.”

Her temper getting the best of her, Sophia lifted her leg and swung it at John when he exited her room. However, John was rather nimble on his feet, so he dodged it with a simple sidestep. Chuckling, he remarked, “The damsel and the villain…”

In the next moment, Sophia slammed the door shut. Leaning back against the door, the vicious expression on her face relaxed. She then gave a slight sigh of relief before fisting her hand and hitting her chest. I don’t quite know what I’m feeling at the moment, but it seems that I’m actually not all that enraged. After a while, she went over to the window and gazed out into the courtyard. The lights were turned on in the living room downstairs, and John was standing in the courtyard. His luggage was indeed in the courtyard, right there beside him.

At this time, he lifted his head and looked at her window as though he was certain that she’d definitely be there. Sophia was taken aback, but she didn’t dodge, merely meeting his gaze with a cold expression on her face. John, however, flashed her a smile and even waved at her. Then, he went into the living room with his luggage in hand.

Thereafter, Sophia whirled around and went back to bed, but she didn’t lay down. Instead, she sat on the bed, hugging her knees. What does John mean by doing this? Is he angling for reconciliation? Could this man have forgotten what he’d done in the past? How could he shamelessly come over now and claim that I’m his? Pshaw! As she chewed over it, she grew all the more irritated, and she plopped back in a huff.

She didn’t sleep well the entire night, feeling ill at ease with the sudden presence of another person, perchance because no men had stayed overnight at her house in a long time. She repeatedly jolted awake, perking up her ears to catch any sound coming from outside her room.

Thus, she woke up early the next morning and went downstairs after hurrying through her ablutions. John was already up, and for the first time in forever, he was in the kitchen, probably preparing breakfast. Languidly walking over, Sophia stood by the kitchen entrance and scrutinized him.

John was making dumplings, a fairly easy fare to prepare. Turning his head to look at her, he flashed her a smile. “Go and wait in the dining room. It’ll be done in a jiffy.”

Sophia stared at the pot for some time. “Are you sure you can manage?”

At her query, John pointed at his cell phone beside the stove. “I looked it up just now, so it should be fine.”

Upon hearing that, Sophia pivoted and went to the dining room. In no time, John was done cooking the dumplings which he then carried out and served. Subsequently, Sophia started, “John, I think there is a communication issue between us when it comes to some things. You don’t seem to understand my meaning.”

John hurriedly insisted, “I do, I do. You don’t need to say anything. I know everything you want to say, so hurry up and eat. You still have to go to the shop after this.” It was clear as day that he didn’t wish to listen to whatever she wanted to say.

Hence, Sophia pursed her lips and looked at him for a long while before nodding. “Alright, then. It’s good that you understand.”