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

went to open the door

after, John came upstairs and

looking outside. She had changed into

the dress that he brought

time, it was hung

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

a lot of clothes, but there were only a few that she usually

that she had worn

was one of the better-looking ones out of

she was looking out

glance at her legs made

room and changed

he came out again, she was already

was lying on it and drawing something on a piece of

still restless as they continued to kick in

Sophia heard John coming out of his

at him and smiled. “Hey,

She beckoned him.

He hesitated briefly before going

the view from the front made him even more ill

piece of paper spread out on

with scribbles that

inspired 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 shop that

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

something to do now. Otherwise, I just have all

gave her a

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

the spot next to her for him to sit

it came to running a business, she

to admit that she did not have

more of an eye

She trusted his judgments.

head 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 you looked at a