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.

unable to figure it out no matter how much she thought about

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

upstairs and walked past

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

the dress that he brought

was hung up in

still hand-picked each one of them instead of just grabbing at random

but there were only a few that she usually

that she had worn more

personally thought it was one of the better-looking ones

she was looking out the window

one glance at her

own room

he came out again, she was

something on a piece of paper in front

of hers were still restless as they continued to kick in

heard John coming out of

and smiled. “Hey, John. I want

She beckoned him.

quite harmless. He hesitated

a bit loose around the neckline, the view from the front

guided his gaze to the piece of paper spread out on the

scribbles

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 shop that can attract

of a shop? It was very abstract. He could not tell at all.

Otherwise, I just have all

her a nod.

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

the spot next to her

it came to running a

she did

was huge, so John had more of an

She trusted his judgments.

the paper and proceeded to sit down beside her. “You want to open