Chapter 125 John the Patient
- John went to sit on the sofa and looked at the curio on the coffee table, then he looked at the rocking chair beside it, as well as the yoga mat, guessing she was remaking this part over the past two days. She doesn’t want to live in the residence, I see. She hates everyone there. John knew that.
- Sophia took an hour to finish her lunch, then she went to sit across from him. “Done thinking?”
- John nodded. “I know my mother has been awful today.” Then, he changed his tune, “I did that myself last night, because I was drunk. You have nothing to do with this. I told them that, but they took it the wrong way because they want to protect me.”