The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Indeed, Mrs. Constance did not know what had happened during John’s business trip.

However, Old Mrs. Constance did tell her that the news of John’s divorce must not be spread out.

As for the reason, Old Mrs. Constance seemed to be unclear about it too, but her tone of voice sounded serious when she told Mrs. Constance about this.

Hence, Mrs. Constance felt that the consequences that came with this sentence would be devastating.

She felt a slight chill in her heart as she saw how confident Sophia was in carrying out her well-thought plan to blackmail her.

Perhaps, this matter was really serious.

Mrs. Constance was so used to bullying Sophia that her heart felt extremely uncomfortable after being oppressed by her.

Mrs. Constance then squeezed Sophia’s neck and warned, “How dare you?”

Sophia instantly sneered.

In just a few steps, she reached the dressing table and picked up the newly bought bottle of perfume.

Next, without a care, she threw it toward the wall by the side while saying, “Try me.”

The bottle of perfume flew past the side of Mrs. Constance’s face and smashed on the wall behind her.

As the force of the bottle smashing against the wall was strong, the perfume bottle broke into shards of glass, and the sound of it breaking was crisp and clear.

Mrs. Constance was

swiftly shrank her neck and even felt the perfume splashing on

pieces, the entire room smelled of flowers

had a jasmine

glared at Sophia; she was unwilling to believe that Sophia had not only challenged her

was getting completely out of

as she glared at Mrs. Constance without fear and said, “You better not provoke me. Even your son has to talk to me with a good attitude, so you better not act smart with me. If I get upset, I’ll pull John down with me, so don’t blame

gritted her teeth; her eyes were about to pop

Constance, if your voice gets any louder, Old Mrs. Constance

married into the

being unreasonable at times, the entire Constance Family

Sophia had already managed to

so angry she started

her face was more fierce than

slowly turning around and saying to the servant,

her mouth. “That is

and turned around

your first time provoking me, so you better remember it clearly. If the number

clearly a

to point at Sophia

by Sophia. “I should take out my phone to record the cultured lady of the Constance

then quickly lowered

had gained the upper hand and

and said, “It’s enough Mrs. Constance. It’s almost noon

Constance was so mad right now that

the servant’s advice

the door,

not move. Instead, it was the servant who helped to

with the scent of the jasmine-scented

had opened the

Isabelle’s body

Mrs. Constance is such

stood by the door and gnashed her teeth in anger.

trembling as she took out her