As soon as Sophia finished her words, John suddenly charged toward the stairs. His action was so rapid that lan didn't manage to react. It was already too late when Sophia came to her senses as John had reached her and clenched at her shoulders before pressing her against the wall. "Sophia, do I look like a pushover?"

lan rushed over and questioned, "John, what are you doing?"

John's grip was so forceful that Sophia felt pain in her shoulders. At that instant, she recalled that she was once pushed against the wall so ruthlessly that her back was hurt. Coming back to the present, she immediately covered her neck. "John, you're doing this again to me! It seems that I'm the pushover here, not the other way round!"

lan came over and tried to pull him away. After giving it a thought, John suddenly released Sophia and whirled around with a punch that was directed at lan.

Unsuspecting, lan didn't expect that John would do such a thing. After getting hit, he tottered sideward.

John's action astounded Sophia, for lan was going to compete in a talent show. If his face was bruised, he might not be able to join the contest. Enraged, Sophia snarled, "John, you're a b*stard!" After pushing John away, she rushed to lan and examined his face. "lan, are you alright? Does it hurt?"

John shot her a cold look. "You seem to feel sorry for him."

Turning around, Sophia stared at him and growled, "John, you're a jerk! Why the heck are you making a scene in my house? I told you to face the reality. We're divorced, so we have nothing to do with each other anymore! Please stop interfering in my life! Don't you understand that you're causing trouble to me? I don't want to see you again, so please don't keep coming back to my house. To say that I don't like you is an understatement; I hate you!"

John's expression darkened. "Sophia."

Unafraid, Sophia glared back at him. "John, what else can you do other than laying your hand on me?"

Hearing that, John's furious face became stiff. A while later, he snorted. "Are you saying that I know nothing but lay my hand on you?"

Sophia's expression turned glacial. "Leave now. I don't want to see you anymore."

John nodded slowly. "Alright. Before I go, I want to ask you a question. Answer me honestly." Then, he pointed at lan. "Did this man stay over in your house last night?"

The question amused Sophia. "Why are you asking this question when the proof is right before your eyes? Of course he slept over."

John pressed his lips together for a while and grinned, while his expression became increasingly ferocious. "It's my fault then. Something must have gotten into me."

lan straightened his body and wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth. With that serious expression on his face, he looked different from his usually gentle self. Gazing at John, he said, "Mr. Constance you've crossed the line. I hope you'll understand that you and Sophia are divorced, and she's gotten together with me now."

With that, he heaved a sigh and turned around. Running his fingers through Sophia's hair, he looked at her lovingly. "You're safe now. Get changed. We'll have breakfast together."

Sophia stole a glance at John with a long face, feeling somewhat hesitant.

lan pushed her gently. "Don't worry. I'll be fine. Please go to your room and get changed. I need to talk to Mr. Constance."

Sophia didn't trust John, so she said to lan, "You're no match for him when it comes to physical strength."

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