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

the door to let the odor out of

after, John came upstairs and walked past her

and looking outside. She had changed into a loose-fitting mini dress that fell right below her hips and

he brought back just

the time, it was hung

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

there were only

dress was one that she had worn

better-looking ones out of all the home

very relaxed; she was looking

glance at her legs made him feel

his own room and

again, she was

was lying on it and drawing something on a piece of paper in front of

were still restless as they continued to kick in the

heard John

him and smiled. “Hey, John. I

She beckoned him.

harmless. He hesitated briefly

the view from

the piece of paper spread out on

was filled with scribbles that

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

shop? It was very abstract. He could not tell

can do both. I’m looking for something to do now. Otherwise, I just have all this money in my hands with

smiled and gave her a nod. “You’re

it’s a good idea?

to her for him to

it came to running a business, she

admit that she did not have much

Company was huge, so John had more of

She trusted his judgments.

beside her. “You want to open a shop and make dessert. Let’s leave this drawing as it is