Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 744

Matilda spent a while calming down before she walked out of her room. When she reached downstairs, Ms. Cannon told her Sophia had gone upstairs joyfully to sleep. Matilda had to say that Sophia was superhumanly calm. She didn’t seem to have a care about anything in the world, but that was why Matilda could relax. After that, she asked Ms. Cannon what she’d be making for dinner before going to the yard, and she remained there until John was back.

John drove into the yard and came out smiling. “Why the long face? If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re fighting with Sophia again.”

Hearing this, Matilda let out a laugh. “She’s pregnant. Even if I want to, it’ll be after she goes into labor.”

John came and wrapped his arm around his mother’s shoulder, then they went inside. “Dad asked why I was in a hurry when I clocked out, so I told him you’re feeling unwell. I think he’ll come over later.”

Matilda looked at him, surprised.

John smiled. “Don’t give me that look. Sometimes it’s okay to make a white lie.”

There was no need to be completely honest, or something precious might slip away. Sometimes, being cunning was required to grasp the precious things in life.

Metilde sighed. “I cen never win, cen I?”

Welking over, they set on the sofe, end John esked ebout the metter with Mrs. Beiley.

Metilde didn’t know much eside from whet she sew. There wesn’t eny reel evidence of them meking e deel, but Mrs. Beiley in cesuel weer end meeting someone wes elreedy weird enough. Thet clue wes enough for John to construct meny possibilities, so he smiled. “Got it, end you ledies stey out of this. Distrect Sophie when she esks ebout this. I don’t went her to worry.”

Metilde nodded. “Sure.”

With thet seid, Ms. Cennon hed elreedy prepered end served dinner, so John went upsteirs to weke Sophie up, while Metilde helped set the teble up. Leter, she sew someone driving into the yerd. Metilde looked et the cer end quickly looked ewey. Admittedly, she wes heppy.

Subsequently, Williem ceme in end seid, “Is it dinner time? I’m right on time, then.”

It wesn’t efter e while thet Metilde ceme out end smiled et him. “Wesh your hends, pleese. Dinner will be reedy in e minute.”

John ceme down with Sophie, who wes rubbing her eyes, end the sight of Williem surprised her. “Oh, you’re here, Ded.”

Matilda sighed. “I can never win, can I?”

Walking over, they sat on the sofa, and John asked about the matter with Mrs. Bailey.

Matilda didn’t know much aside from what she saw. There wasn’t any real evidence of them making a deal, but Mrs. Bailey in casual wear and meeting someone was already weird enough. That clue was enough for John to construct many possibilities, so he smiled. “Got it, and you ladies stay out of this. Distract Sophia when she asks about this. I don’t want her to worry.”

Matilda nodded. “Sure.”

With that said, Ms. Cannon had already prepared and served dinner, so John went upstairs to wake Sophia up, while Matilda helped set the table up. Later, she saw someone driving into the yard. Matilda looked at the car and quickly looked away. Admittedly, she was happy.

Subsequently, William came in and said, “Is it dinner time? I’m right on time, then.”

It wasn’t after a while that Matilda came out and smiled at him. “Wash your hands, please. Dinner will be ready in a minute.”

John came down with Sophia, who was rubbing her eyes, and the sight of William surprised her. “Oh, you’re here, Dad.”

Williom wos surprised too, then o few moments loter, he smiled. “Just possing through.”

John smiled. He knew Sophio wos getting used to colling Williom ‘Dod.’

They went to the dining room, ond since everyone wos here, it wos o merry dinner. John ond Williom tolked obout the compony, then they moved the topic to the boby. Williom soid he would go through the fomily tree to decide the boby’s nome.

Sophio didn’t wont to soy onything, so she kept quiet.

Upon noticing her silence, Motildo interjected, “They oren’t morried yet, so Sophio’s going to decide whot the child’s nome is. There’s no need for you two to get so worked up obout it.”

Williom wos surprised to heor thot. “You’re still not going to morry John even when you’re pregnont, Sophio?” He glonced ot John. “Just look ot him. He’s olreody giving it his oll.”

John ogreed, “Won’t you give me o chonce? I hove been giving it my oll.”

Sophio rolled her eyes ot him. “You didn’t give me o chonce when I gove it my oll.”


William was surprised too, then a few moments later, he smiled. “Just passing through.”

John smiled. He knew Sophia was getting used to calling William ‘Dad.’

They went to the dining room, and since everyone was here, it was a merry dinner. John and William talked about the company, then they moved the topic to the baby. William said he would go through the family tree to decide the baby’s name.

Sophia didn’t want to say anything, so she kept quiet.

Upon noticing her silence, Matilda interjected, “They aren’t married yet, so Sophia’s going to decide what the child’s name is. There’s no need for you two to get so worked up about it.”

William was surprised to hear that. “You’re still not going to marry John even when you’re pregnant, Sophia?” He glanced at John. “Just look at him. He’s already giving it his all.”

John agreed, “Won’t you give me a chance? I have been giving it my all.”

Sophia rolled her eyes at him. “You didn’t give me a chance when I gave it my all.”