Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 634

Upon heaving a sigh, Matilda explained, “Why else would we quarrel other than because of Sophia? I complained about Sophia since I don’t like her, which made John unhappy, so he began ignoring me. Before I realized it, it had been a few days since we last spoke.”

Pursing her lips, Isabelle was at a loss as to what to say, while Matilda clicked her tongue. “Sophia must’ve cast some sort of spell on him to mesmerize John so much so that he would abandon me.”

Still, Isabelle didn’t reply to that, so Matilda waved her hand while concluding, “Fine, it’s getting on my nerves, so I won’t talk about that anymore. I bet that cheeky brat blacklisted me since he didn’t pick up my calls at all. He sure is being smug.”

Isabelle chuckled amicably before saying, “I’m sure the situation will improve after a few days.”

With a nod, Matilda replied, “I sure hope so.”

Isabelle hadn’t been keeping in touch with John during the past few days, as she was busy with work in her company. However, the other reason she did so was because her father told her to cut some slack, as she shouldn’t be the one taking the initiative everytime. Be it in work or life, she would be putting herself in a disadvantage if she was always the one who took the initiative. Isabelle found the advice relevant after some thought, so she decided to wean herself off him for a few days.

Since she hadn’t been contacting John during the past few days, she didn’t know what he had been doing. She thought that she might be able to get some intel from Matilda, which was why she called the latter out, but it sure seemed like it was a waste of time. After that, Matilda ceased talking about John, so the topic of conversation revolved around her own life as of recently. However, Isabelle wasn’t that much interested in that, so she merely went along with everything Matilda said without much zest. Matilda sipped on her juice, all the while checking Isabelle out with a smile on her face.

It was Matilda who paid for the bills after their meal, but Isabelle quickly said, “Mrs. Constance, I said I will be paying for this.”

Smiling, Matilda replied, “It’s alright. It’s just a meal, so don’t sweat it.”

They still had some time to spare after their meal, and as per their custom, Matilda would drag Isabelle on a shopping spree. However, Isabelle wasn’t in the mood to do so, so she was trying to come up with an appropriate reason to turn Matilda down, only to have the latter speak up before she could. “I will be leaving first since I am a little tired. Now that my age is catching up to me, my body needs more rest, so I won’t go shopping today.”

Relief washed over Isabelle while she replied, “Alright, Mrs. Constance. It’s getting late, and some rest will be good for you, so let’s meet up again some other time.”

Matilda nodded before hailing herself a cab. Without even looking at Isabelle, she gave the driver her address as soon as she got into one, and the driver drove off swiftly.

However, Isabelle didn’t seem to care, while the smile on her face faded after the cab disappeared from sight.

He blacklisted his own mother because she spoke ill of Sophia? John sure was mesmerized by Sophia. But to be frank, Matilda is also such a fool for never learning to speak less candidly. Despite her age, she was still blacklisted by her own son. I wonder if she feels ashamed at all, Isabelle wondered.

Meanwhile, Matilda averted her gaze after Isabelle’s figure disappeared from the rearview mirror. Holding onto her bag, she began spacing out in the cab, which was on its way to the Flintstone Residence. Upon getting out of the car, she entered the mansion without pause. Natasha was watching TV in the living room, and she was taken aback by Matilda’s arrival. “What’s going on? You don’t look all that good.”

Walking up to her, Matilda plopped herself onto the sofa. “I’m feeling a little down, so I decided to drop by.”

Natasha chuckled before asking, “Did you fight with William again?”

“That’s not it,” Matilda said. “It’s just that after thinking about it, I think I am never good at reading people.”