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.

it out no matter

open the door to let the odor out of

long after, John came upstairs and walked past her

the window and looking outside. She had changed into a loose-fitting mini

he brought back

time, it was

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

lot of clothes, but there were only a few

dress was one that she had worn

was one of the better-looking ones out of

was looking out the window

one glance at her legs made him

returned to his own room and changed

he came out again, she was already on

and drawing something on

were still restless as

heard John coming out of

“Hey,

She beckoned him.

He hesitated

the 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

the piece of paper spread out

scribbles that were practically

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

not tell at all. Grabbing the piece

“I can do both. I’m looking for something to do now. Otherwise, I just have

her a nod.

think it’s a good idea? Here; give me some

the spot next to her

a business,

to admit that she did not have much

had more

She trusted his judgments.

the drawings on the paper and proceeded to sit down beside her. “You want to open a shop and