Chapter 160 When I’m Vexed, No One Else Is to Be Happy

After rolling around for a while, drowsiness inundated Sophia since she got up early this morning. Hugging John’s blanket, she then closed her eyes and dozed off groggily. After some time, she roused groggily as well. She slowly sat up and perked up her ears, listening to the two people talking outside, a man and a woman, their voices distinct. Smirking, she languidly got out of bed and padded to the small closet at the side barefooted. A few of John’s shirts hung in the closet, all of the same type—shirt, suit, and the like. She took a shirt out and promptly stripped before slipping on the shirt. There was a mirror in the closet, and she unbuttoned two buttons at the collar after looking at her reflection in the mirror. Hmm, this looks much more sultry.