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?”