Elder Mr. Bailey’s expression remained unchanged. “You never used to give up so easily in the past. Child, let me
ask you this—back then, you said you like John, so it didn’t matter even if he was married. Does that still apply
now?”
Isabelle raised her head and looked at him, her tears falling uncontrollably. After a moment’s hesitation, she
murmured, “Yes. I still love him.” Although John and Sophia already had a child, her feelings for him hadn’t
diminished an iota. She’d been harboring feelings for this man for too long a time that her love for him was now in
her bones.
Her grandfather nodded. “That’s enough, then. You’re not the kind of person who admits defeat easily, so just go
for it if you love him. We all support you. They’re not planning to remarry now, so the only connection between
them is the unborn child. There’s nothing else, so you definitely stand a chance. Do you understand my meaning?”
Taken aback, Isabelle gaped at him, but his expression was exceedingly calm. It was as though those despicable
remarks earlier had nothing to do with him. Isabelle, however, was very much shocked that he’d openly
encouraged her, his own granddaughter, to break up someone else’s marriage, and he’d spoken without any
compunction at that. She pursed her lips. “Grandpa, I’m actually a tad afraid.”
On the contrary, the old man wasn’t the least bit afraid. In fact, it didn’t even register as an issue with him. “It’s
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfine, Isabelle. You have nothing to worry about,” he declared earnestly. “If it weren’t for Sophia Gwendolyn back
then, you and John would’ve been together long ago. Thus, it was underhanded of her in the first place.”
All at once, Isabelle was reminded of John coming over to Bailey Residence to call off their marriage. At that time,
we’d even had the wedding date picked out, so there was just one more step left. We were a heartbeat away from
getting married, but Sophia Gwendolyn popped out! Then, she slowly nodded. “Indeed. If it weren’t for Sophia
Gwendolyn, John and I would probably be living happily now.” It’s been a year, so if I’d ended up with John, we might
even have a child by now. She heaved a sigh, her expression slightly dazed. “Let me think about it, Grandpa.”
Elder Mr. Bailey knew that he couldn’t push her too much on this, so he grunted in assent. “It’s your happiness, so
do think about it carefully.”
Meanwhile, Sophia was happily ignorant, only rousing at noon. When she woke up, her mind felt rather fuzzy as she
stared at the door. I think I need to change the door lock. John Constance is becoming increasingly reprehensible,
sneaking in in the middle of the night every so often!
After she’d sat there for some time, Matilda came knocking on the door, chiding her for sleeping too much and
asking if she wanted to come down for lunch. Grunting an acknowledgment, Sophia called out, “Come on in. The
door isn’t locked.”
Swinging open the door, Matilda walked in with a tray filled with dishes in her hand. She then sighed. “I know you’ve
been feeling drowsy lately, but no matter what, you’ve still got to get up and eat when it’s time. After eating, you
can then sleep again to your heart’s content.”
Sophia tapped her forehead. “I didn’t feel hungry, so I kept sleeping.” Getting out of bed, she went to the bathroom
to wash up. While washing her face, she asked Matilda, “How did you feel when you saw William yesterday?”
Putting down the tray, Matilda sat on the edge of the bed. “Nothing. What feelings could there be when it’s been so
many years? Shyness? Anger? I felt nary a thing.”
Sophia chortled. “I noticed that he kept stealing glances at you while we were eating yesterday. I wonder what that
meant.”
Matilda was startled. In the next instance, she laughed. “He was probably surprised since it was the first time I was
so easy-going.” After saying that, she stretched backward. “It’s not just you all, for I actually feel that I’ve changed
a lot, too.”
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