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

the door to

came upstairs

changed into a loose-fitting

he brought back just the day

the time, it was hung

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

of clothes, but there were

that she had worn

better-looking ones out of all

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

reason, one glance at her legs

room

he came out again, she was already

it and drawing something on a piece of paper in front

hers were still restless as

Sophia heard John coming out of

him and smiled. “Hey, John.

She beckoned him.

quite harmless. He hesitated briefly before

was a bit loose around the neckline, the view from the front made him even more ill at

his gaze to the piece of paper spread out on the

was filled with scribbles that were practically

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

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 at her. “Didn’t you want to learn how to

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

smiled and gave her a

“Do you also think it’s a

patted on the spot next to her for him

it came to running a

that she did

more of an eye for

She trusted his judgments.

to 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 for now. Have