The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John placed his chopsticks down and looked at Sophia. His expression remained the same, almost as if whatever she just said didn’t affect him emotionally at all.

After she finished laughing to herself, she asked, “What’s wrong? Are you upset after hearing the truth?”

“Nope,” he answered, without batting an eye. “I’m quite pleased that you think that way. Otherwise, I’d feel sorry for having done you a disservice.”

The smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she glanced about her surroundings as if she didn’t know how to react to his words nor how to continue the conversation.

Studying the food in front of her—she barely ate anything—he asked, “You’re done? Are you full?”

In response, she placed her spoon down. “Yeah.”

Thus, he called for the check.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the man, who had secretly been taking pictures of them, had put his phone away.

To be honest, I don’t understand what’s the point of taking these photos. In the first place, drugging their opponents was a low blow. Seeing as we didn’t fall for their dirty trick, shouldn’t they keep to more honest means? Why do they have to go so far and bring it out to the open? Don’t they have any integrity?

After John paid the bill, Sophia stood up first. Then, she walked over to him and hugged his arm.

Lowering his gaze, he looked down at the hand on his arm. Two seconds later, he squeezed her hand, then he moved her arm away and entwined his fingers with hers.

nearly broke out into

John can be

the restaurant. As they passed by the man who was secretly snapping photos of them, Sophia used her other hand and lightly

pretended to be angry. “Why did you have to anger me on the plane? The next time you do that, I’m going to go

seemed to smile. Then, he said in a

tone leaned more toward pampering. After

leaving the restaurant, she didn’t let go of his hand. Rather, she

but the smile on her face grew wider—she wanted to irritate and provoke him. Since he wants my help, he better not expect me to be obedient. In the past, I might have been easy-going and docile, but now, I have the divorce papers in my hand. Therefore, I’m not afraid of anything, nor do I

the two of them entered the elevator, John finally spoke up, “Can you let

her head and looked at him. “Huh? Let go? Why? Aren’t we still outside? As long as

looked like he wanted to say something, but

elevator. Their

him and turned to head toward her room without hesitation. She even waved her hand at him while her back was facing him. “President Constance, I’m going

look of hers made everything just

long while before turning and returning to his room. His computer was still sitting on the desk, containing various documents that he had

by the window, looking outside. It was very hot outside. Therefore, it was very quiet—there was nobody

Zack knocked on the door and came inside, then he said

by Sophia’s attitude, she probably agreed to do it. Thus,

out a long sigh of relief. “That’s great then. I like Sophia. Whenever I think of a different

he met John’s gaze, he couldn’t

“Why do you like

pursed his lips and stared at John. Judging from John’s expression, it didn’t look like he was mocking

easy to approach and

then turned to look at his phone. “How