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

she went to open the door to let the odor out of the

upstairs and walked past her

had changed into a loose-fitting mini dress that fell right below her hips and exposed her

was the dress that he brought back just the day

time, it was hung up in

clothes, he still hand-picked each

clothes, but there were only a few that

dress was one that she had

thought it was one of the better-looking ones

was very relaxed; she was looking out the window while swaying

some reason, one glance at her legs

own room and changed

she was

lying on it and drawing something on a piece

legs of hers were still restless as they continued

heard John coming out of

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

She beckoned him.

He hesitated briefly

bed. 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

guided his gaze to the piece of paper spread out on

with scribbles that were

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

the layout and design of a shop? It was very abstract. He could not tell at all. Grabbing the piece

looking for something to do now. Otherwise, I

smiled and gave her a

made her happy. “Do you also think it’s a good idea?

to her for him to

running a business, she

she did not

was huge, so John had more of an eye for trends in

She trusted his judgments.

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