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.

was unable to figure it out no matter

that, she went to open the door to let the odor

long after, John came upstairs and walked past

over by the window and looking outside. She had changed into a loose-fitting mini dress that fell right below her

was the dress that he brought back just

time, it was hung up in

a lot of clothes, he still hand-picked each one of them instead of just grabbing at random

of clothes, but there were only a few that she

one that she had worn

better-looking ones out

relaxed; she was looking

reason, one glance at her legs made him

his own room and

he came out again, she

on a piece of

still restless as they continued to kick in

Sophia heard John coming out of

head up at him and smiled. “Hey, John. I want to ask

She beckoned him.

quite harmless. He hesitated briefly before

Because her dress was a bit loose around the neckline, the view from the front made him even more ill at ease than that pair of restless

gaze to the piece of paper spread

scribbles that

thinking of opening my own dessert shop. What do you think?” Pointing at the drawing on the paper, she continued, “I’m thinking of a layout and design for the

could not tell at all. Grabbing

Otherwise, I just

gave her a nod. “You’re

happy. “Do you also think it’s a good idea? Here; give me

on the spot next to her

came to running a

had to admit that she did not have much

Company was huge, so John had more

She trusted his judgments.

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