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.

out no

to open the door to

after, John came upstairs and walked

looking outside. She had changed into a loose-fitting mini dress that

the dress that he brought

it was

still hand-picked each one of

there were only a few

one that she had

of the better-looking ones out

looking

one glance at her legs

quickly returned to his own room

she was already on the

lying on it and drawing something on a piece of paper

as they continued to kick in the

time, Sophia heard John coming out of

head up at him and smiled. “Hey,

She beckoned him.

He hesitated

around the neckline, the view from the front made him even more ill at ease than that pair of restless

guided his gaze to the piece of paper spread out

was filled with scribbles that

became inspired and sat upright. “Hey, hey. You know I don’t really have much to do right now. I’m 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

tell at all. Grabbing the piece

for something to do now. Otherwise, I just

gave her a

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

to her for him

to running a business, she still trusted

did not

had more of an eye

She trusted his judgments.

look at the drawings on the paper and proceeded to sit down beside her. “You want to open a shop and make dessert. Let’s leave this drawing as it is