Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 390

Slowly, she looked up at him. "With that in mind, I came up with an idea. Why don't we cut all ties with each other from now on, John? I think it's great for both of us."

John paused, then he frowned at her.

Sophia was smiling. "I noticed we're still entangled after the divorce. Well, part of it is because of me. I was reluctant to let go, thinking if I worked hard enough, you might just..." She put an infinitesimally small distance between her thumb and index finger. "...like me this much. But then I realized I don't need you to love me. Instead, I think I'm better off without you."

John now had a dark look on his face.

However, Sophia was beaming. "Really, John. I think you might lead a better life without me, just like how I am doing now without you. You can marry someone like Isabelle, someone who can help you with your work and family. Then, you'd be a great guy, husband, and father even. I've been standing in your way all this while."

The more she spoke, the less he wanted to hear. "How do you know what I need?" he asked.

His words had Sophia pausing momentarily. "Oh, right. I've been talking nonsense again, haven't I? Who am I to tell you how to live your life? It's up to you, ha ha ha." That was... an awkward laugh.

John closed his eyes and sighed. "This might sound ridiculous, but I thought you used to like me, Sophia."

Sophia kept on with her awkward laughter. "That's ridiculous. I never liked you. I don't like anyone now," she replied, attempting to make herself believe in that.

He stared at her for a while, then he resigned. "I said you can ask for anything you want, but I don't think I can give you anything aside from money, so why don't I just give you that?"

Sophia shook her head. "It's fine. You gave me more than enough, and your mother's already complaining. If you give me more, we're going to get entangled deeper."

John snorted. "Entangled deeper, huh?" he repeated what she said, then he stood up. "Before I came, I thought I had a lot to talk about, but now that I thought about it, it's nothing important. I'll be leaving now, then, so have a good day."

Sophia nodded. "Sure. Good day to you, too."

Hm, he's straightforward this time. It hasn't even been ten minutes. When John went to open the door, he paused for a moment, staring down at the fingerprint lock, then he left. Before he even exited the yard, Sophia closed the door.

She leaned against the door, panting, wondering what the look he gave her a while ago meant. It looked like he had hatched a nefarious plan and decided to go on with it. That jerk is cunning. Is he going to use his art of business on me?

Sophia waited until John had left before she went to the window. She crossed her arms and looked outside, thinking that there was more to that visit than it seemed. That night, Sophia went to her shop. Since it's already dark, the paparazzis should have stopped their activities. The shop was closed, so Sophia opened the door and went inside.