The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John glanced at her for a moment, then he left, leaving her alone with a frozen smile on her face. He’s petty alright. Can’t even take a little hit.

Sophia went back to her place that John gave her, which she had been staying for the past few days. The design was exquisite, but it wasn’t lively. After coming back, Sophia kept all the food in the fridge, then she went back to her room.

As she lay on her bed, Sophia took out the divorce certificate. When they went to take their wedding certificate, none of them smiled, and both had a long face. Today, she smiled brightly in her divorce papers’ photo.

However, unbeknownst to anyone, she was happy when they were married, and that was only rivaled by her reluctance to be divorced. She covered her face with the divorce papers and hid her tearful self away, as if that could cover her sadness up. Just like that, she lay in her bed until the afternoon.

She then texted Zack, asking him if he was busy, and then he called her. “Did you two really get divorced?” he asked.

Sophia looked at the crimson paper. “Yeah, we did. It’s still warm to the touch, the paper. Do you need a photo?”

“No need for that.” Zack sighed. “I’ve never seen you guys fight, so why did this happen?”

“I didn’t propose this. You should ask your

always been aloof, so even though Zack had worked for him for years, he was still scared of his boss. On the other hand, even though Sophia was his wife and on the same level as John, Zack could gossip with her and even tease her

called you because I have something to say. John told me to call

fine with this. “Sure. Tell me if

the hotel as soon as possible. The duration? Yeah, I don’t care about that.

asking, “Anywhere is

Make sure it’s pretty and filled with hunks. You can’t be thinking of throwing me into the

a look

she hung up after finishing her business. After spacing out for a moment, she went outside. She would have eaten if she could,

the living room, trying to come up with an idea of how people let loose after a divorce, but her mindstorm didn’t give her anything. Sophia had no relatives or friends, so she had

getting drunk sounded fine. At least it was better than going for one night stands. Even though the divorce saddened her, she wasn’t