The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John was clearly taken aback. Staring at Sophia, he didn’t reply immediately.

On the other hand, Sophia chuckled and said in a low voice, “You won’t touch a woman you have no feelings for. Then, when you did it with me before…”

Wiggling her brows, she smiled.

He studied her for a bit, then laughed mockingly. Leaning back against his seat, he crossed his legs, ankle over knee. “You’re different.”

“Oh?” Her tone was light. “How am I different?”

He placed one hand on his thigh; he was tapping his finger subconsciously. “I’ve gotten used to your body, so I don’t find it disgusting.”

In other words, he’s saying it doesn’t matter whether or not he feels anything for me.

Thus, she chuckled audibly and leaned forward, placing one elbow against the table and propping her chin on it. Then, she said with a sly look in her eyes, “Then, what are you going to do in the future? You can’t just… continue being comfortable with my body, can you?”

Some words, when spoken, coupled with an ambiguous tone, really gave off the vibe of a pretentious flirt. Even she felt so. Still, it was a nice feeling to have.

Right now, everything she said and did was something she would never have dared to do previously. There were many rules in the Constance Family, especially when it came to her—there were even more rules specifically for her.

every single day for fear of making a mistake and embarrassing them. Now, there was no need for fear anymore—there was nobody who could shackle her

became colder. “You don’t need to worry about that. There will

before nodding in agreement. “That’s right; you’ll always have somebody else.”

waiter brought their food and laid it out on the table,

honest, Sophia wasn’t hungry nor did she

their order just

lowered her gaze.

response, he made a

to treat her when they were still married. Back then, he completely neglected and ignored

noticed that the person secretly put his phone down while he was eating. Moreover, the camera was pointing directly in

it, she fed

and her expression was rather mischievous.

John aside, even

his head to look at the spoonful of soup. Then, he drank it. His actions gave her a small sense of

long time since we

overwhelmed that he had no time for her. Afterward, when matters involving

that it had been a long time since he sat down with her for a proper meal. By the time everything was resolved and

anymore. “When I was younger, I used to dream about the person I would spend the rest of my life with. At

sip of the soup, she continued, “Afterward, you suggested divorce. Then,

tone became more cheerful as she said, “I thought… springtime is finally coming for me! At last, I can live my

giggled