The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

 

 

 

Sophia glanced toward John, who stood rooted onto his spot. She no longer continued with the rest of her sentence. After a while, she turned back to the singer.

 

The singer hadn’t noticed John’s presence initially, and he flashed a smile toward Sophia as he said, “Let’s go; it’s time to go back.”

However, John walked toward them then and tugged onto Sophia’s arm as he said, “It’s late. Go back with me.”

She exclaimed in surprise when he held onto her, “What’re you doing here?” But John wasn’t in the mood to explain himself, and he therefore held onto her wrist before tugging her toward the direction of the hotel.

She protested and wailed as she turned around to look at the singer behind her. “My friend’s still here! My friend…” John’s firm grip remained on her arm as he strode forward and pulled her along, as if he hadn’t heard her words at all.

The singer no longer followed them as he could tell that they knew each other. He simply waved toward Sophia when she turned around to glance at him. With large strides, John led Sophia all the way back to the hotel. He only let go of his grip once they were at the elevator; her wrist had a red mark around it by then.

She held onto her wrist as she glared at him. “What are you doing?”

John pushed the button for the elevator before he turned around to look at her. Her eyes were red, and her hair rather messy; her cheeks red and flushed as she panted, probably because it was tiring for her to keep up with his pace.

 

Noticing this, he quickly averted his gaze and stared instead at the button of the elevator. “It’s so late and you’re still out with a stranger; aren’t

she furrowed her brows and said, “What? I’d like to think that

for you if it weren’t for

 

get a divorce, but look at us now.” As much as John hated to admit it,

continued, “You’ve promised me countless things, but you can’t even fulfil the first and most basic ones, let alone all the

I’ll have other men.

her expression was much colder. After some thought, John followed her into the elevator,

what you’ve done, but there’s no need to do the same thing in the future. From now on, whatever happens

nodded and uttered, “Fine. I won’t meddle with your business

Once the elevator arrived, John stepped out first. She stood still for a moment before exiting the elevator and stood

It was late, and she felt a little under the weather after standing in the ocean breeze earlier, so she took another shower before she went to

her pillow, and she used it to send a message to Zack. It simply instructed him to cancel the following schedules that

 

 

she’d arrange her own schedules in the future. Zack didn’t reply to