The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

After Sophia left the room, she went to the bar.

Not many people were at the bar at this time, and that singer wasn’t there either.

Smacking her lips, she couldn’t help finding her actions meaningless. Therefore, she turned around and headed outside the hotel; she thought of taking a walk by the beach.

The doors of the hotel were wide open and many people were standing there talking.

At first, Sophia was about to go out. She took two steps before stopping and turning back to look. There was a large plant by the side of the hotel entrance and beside the plant stood a woman.

That woman was wearing a short skirt, and her legs were very fair. She was also wearing a spaghetti-strap top, and her breasts were practically out on display.

That woman was on the phone and failed to notice Sophia. Then, Sophia smiled. Wondering for a moment, she decided to walk over. “Hi.”

The woman was surprised and glanced up at Sophia. However, she couldn’t recognize Sophia immediately. Frowning, she said, “Who—”

continued her sentence,

It looks like

the other side of the phone, “Something just came up; I’ll talk to you

a harmless expression.

of agreement. “We’ve

are you here alone? John isn’t coming out, so you

at Sophia. Perhaps she wasn’t very good at pretending, and that was why the wariness on her face was clear as day. Or perhaps, she knew Sophia’s identity. Thus, there were

President McCaw not allow you to leave until you met

you saying? I don’t understand;

light voice, “That’s enough. Stop pretending. I feel tired just by looking at you. I’ve seen my fair share of women like you. Despite knowing that the other party is a

it this way; your looks are below average among these women. It’s only to be expected that John

People were standing nearby, and Sophia’s volume wasn’t suppressed. Therefore, everybody around them could hear what she

everybody had placed their focus on their work? However, your company had to send

is wrong with your boss? Well, your brain isn’t working all that great either. How could you agree to offer up your body just because your boss asked you to?! Why don’t you ask your parents about what you did? If your parents knew you tried

here any longer. Even if you wait here, nothing will come to fruition. Last time, you practically stripped right in front of his door. Even

these crooked measures—it won’t last for long. Oh, that’s right…” She continued, “Go back and tell this to your boss: stop

you seem to think. Whenever I make him mad, I can’t even get out of bed for