Isabelle nodded. “Oh, it’s nice.” Then, she thought about the last time she met John and the bag of jewelry he was
holding. So that was when he got the ring, huh?
Sophia looked at her ring. “I think so too. John’s really nice, isn’t he?” She sighed. “You know how it is between me
and John, Miss Bailey. Honestly, him giving me a ring out of nowhere shocked me. I thought he’d be dating someone
else after the divorce. Lots of women want him, don’t they? But he didn’t.” She chuckled. “He told me he isn’t
interested in anyone but me. And he especially hates those who try to cling onto him. So unromantic.”
After she said that, she laughed. Even though she and Isabelle used to fight, Sophia stopped doing it after the
divorce’s exposure. Since then, she would stay polite every time they met. Even though she still disliked Isabelle,
Sophia would never spite her this way. Thus, now that she was acting like this, it was a bit odd.
Isabelle only looked at her quietly.
Meanwhile, Sophia was still smiling. “You’re here to see the doctor, aren’t you? I shouldn’t be getting in your way
then, Miss Bailey.” She moved away, but Isabelle was still staring at her, unmoving. “Do you have anything to say?”
Sophia arched her eyebrow mockingly, daring Isabelle to counter. Of course, her attitude was rubbing Isabelle the
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Isabelle could swallow her rude remarks before the divorce became public knowledge, for she was still John’s wife.
However, she wouldn’t take it lying down now that they were both single. “You think you’re so great because you’re
pregnant?” Isabelle looked at her.
I knew it! Isabelle knows about my pregnancy! Sophia had been thinking about every possible suspect who would
hurt her, and Isabelle remained the prime one. Sophia barely had any friends or enemies, and among her enemies,
only a select few would try to make her suffer a miscarriage. Among those, only one had the resources to hire a
mercenary and rent a house at that price. Hearing that, Sophia raised her chin. “I don’t think I’m great. I am great.
Not everyone can be pregnant with John Constance’s baby even if they want to.” Sophia smiled. “You should know
that the best.”
Isabelle still remained calm. “You never know who will have the last laugh, Miss Gwendolyn.”
Sophia chuckled. Annoying someone was her forte. She knew what she should say and do to annoy someone, and
so, Isabelle got seriously frustrated after hearing her chuckle. “Well, I know I’m having the last laugh. I mean, I
managed to easily get something someone coveted for so long. Also, I heard that a certain someone has schemed
for a long time to get that certain thing. Why shouldn’t I have the last laugh?”
She’s talking about John, isn’t she? We were engaged, but then he married… her. Isabelle took a deep breath and
got even closer to Sophia. “You’d better watch out, Miss Gwendolyn. You never know if you’ll suffer a miscarriage.”
Sophia looked at her innocently. “What are you talking about, Miss Bailey? Are you saying some sort of sick, twisted,
and demented animal is out for my blood?”
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