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 how much she thought

she went to open the door to let the odor

after, John came upstairs and walked

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

he brought back just the day

was hung up

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

lot of clothes, but there were only a

was one that

ones out

she was looking

glance at her legs

own room and changed out of

out again, she was already

something on a piece of paper in

legs of hers were still restless as they continued to kick

John coming out of

him and smiled. “Hey, John. I want to ask you something.

She beckoned him.

harmless. He hesitated briefly before

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

to the piece of paper spread out on

was filled with scribbles that were

I’m thinking of opening my own dessert shop. What do you think?” Pointing at the drawing on the paper,

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

for something to do now. Otherwise, I just have all this money in my hands with

her a nod. “You’re

think it’s a good idea? Here;

the spot next to her for him to sit

came to running a business,

did

more of an

She trusted his judgments.

beside her. “You want to open a shop and make dessert.