The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

After Sophia returned to her room, she changed her clothes and went to open the window.

A whole day had passed but the jasmine scent still lingered inside the house.

It was truly nauseating.

Her room overlooked the parking lot on the other side.

She stretched her neck out to look and saw several cars returning in succession.

One of the figures that got out of one of the cars looked like Dylan.

John’s words popped in her mind just then. Stay away from Dylan.

She did not quite understand.

Even though the Constance Family was big and they ran a big business, there was bound to be some dispute within the family. However, she had not heard of any family discord between the Main Constance Family and the Second Constance Family.

When Old Mr. Constance passed away, the four brothers were quite united as they sat together to discuss the funeral arrangements.

It did not seem like there was any conflict between them.

Is it just between John and Dylan then? She smacked her lips. It doesn’t seem like it either. When I was married to John, he and Dylan did not really interact with each other. Most importantly, that tattler Mrs. Constance has never said anything bad about Dylan.

If there was conflict between John and Dylan, Mrs. Constance would never stay quiet about it.

figure it out no matter how much she thought

that, she went to open the door to

came upstairs and walked past her

and looking outside. She had changed into a loose-fitting mini dress that fell right below her hips and

he

the time, it was hung up in

back a lot of clothes, he still hand-picked each one of them

there were only a few that she usually

dress was one that she

the better-looking ones out

was very relaxed; she was looking out the window while

glance at her

own room and changed out

out again, she was already

on a piece of paper in front of

hers were still restless as they

heard John coming

and smiled. “Hey, John. I want

She beckoned him.

He hesitated briefly before

around the neckline, the view from the front made him even more ill at ease than

guided his gaze to the piece of paper spread

scribbles

really have much to do right now. I’m thinking of opening my own dessert shop. What do you think?”

It was very abstract. He could not tell at all. Grabbing the piece of paper, he looked at her. “Didn’t you want to learn how

Otherwise, I just have all this money in

her a nod.

think it’s a good

the spot next to her for

to running a business, she still trusted

did not have much experience

had more

She trusted his judgments.

beside her. “You want to open a shop and make dessert. Let’s leave this drawing as it