Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 118

Sophia didn't want to think what John and Isabelle might be talking about on the way. She couldn't stop it, so she wouldn't bother herself with this. After playing a few matches of her game on the bed, John still wasn't back. Sophia didn't know where Isabelle lived, so maybe it was far away. Maybe that's why he got delayed. Or maybe the Baileys gave him a warm welcome and invited him inside. After waiting for a bit, she came out of the bedroom.

She went to the staircase to see if there was anyone there, but everyone left. Thus, Sophia slowly went down to a corner in the living room. She remembered there was an underground cellar here, so Sophia looked around, but it didn't take her too long to replace it. After she turned on the lights, she descended the stairs.

It wasn't a big cellar, but there were many bottles of wine inside, and they were categorized. There were red wines, white wines, champagne, and everything else. She didn't know much about wine, so Sophia took a random bottle of red wine. After the nap at John's office this afternoon, it would be hard to sleep at night. Having some wine would help with that, and it could rejuvenate her skin too, or at least, the rumors went that way.

She took it out and went to take a glass as well as a bottle opener from the kitchen before going upstairs. After returning to her room, she sat on the bed and uncorked the red wine before pouring herself a glass. Sophia took a sip and frowned, for it didn't taste good. Even so, she drank two glasses before going to look outside the window.

Sophia didn't want to think what John and Isabelle might be talking about on the way. She couldn't stop it, so she wouldn't bother herself with this. After playing a few matches of her game on the bed, John still wasn't back. Sophia didn't know where Isabelle lived, so maybe it was far away. Maybe that's why he got delayed. Or maybe the Baileys gave him a warm welcome and invited him inside. After waiting for a bit, she came out of the bedroom.

The car park was quiet, so John must still be outside. It's good though. They're alone, so something might happen.

Even she started imagining things between them. Sophia went to drink a bit more, but she couldn't take the taste. When she swished the bottle around, she saw that there was still half a bottle left. So, she went out again, for it was impossible to finish half a bottle just like that. I need to get some snacks.

John came back the moment she came down. Since Sophia was a bit tipsy, she was wobbling when she went to the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge. There were a lot of things in there, but none could pair with wine. Then, she went through the cabinets as well, but she still came up empty-handed.

John came up to her slowly. "What are you looking for"?

She looked back and smiled. "You're back." It was obvious she had been drinking.

"Why did you drink?" John frowned.

Sophia stood on her tiptoe to see what was in the compartment up there. "Oh, you have too much wine. I don't want them to expire, so I helped."

She talks nonsense even when she's drunk. In a way, he was impressed. "What are you looking for?" He went up to her.

Sophia scratched her head, for she didn't know what she was looking for either. "The wine's hard to finish, so I want to pair it up with something."

John went to look for some food in the fridge. They had ham and beef jerkys inside, so he took some out and held her arm. "Alright, let's go. I took it for you."

Sophia's face was red, and she looked at what he was holding. "I couldn't replace them earlier. You guys even hide your food?"

Sophia obviously drank too much, so John didn't want to argue with her. Instead, he dragged her back to the room. The moment he came in, John saw the bottle of red wine and the half-filled glass. He put the food down. "Enjoy your supper. I'll be going to sleep.”

She looked at him. "Aren't you having some?"

"No." He turned away and left.

Sophia ignored him and set everything up, then she changed into her pajamas. Only by being comfortable could she drink happily, then she sang as she drank. Obviously, she was high.

John went to take a shower and changed into his pajamas. Then, he thought of Sophia, and he was worried about her, so he went to listen through the door. There wasn't any loud sound coming from inside, s he opened the door. Sophia was in her sexy pajamas and was standing beside the window, singing as she did so.