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.

out no matter how

to open the door to let the odor out of the

came upstairs

looking outside. She had changed into a

was the dress that he brought

was

he still hand-picked each one of them

but there were only a

that

better-looking ones out of all the home clothes she used to

she was looking out the window while swaying

some reason, one glance at

returned to his own room and

out again, she

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

still restless as they continued to

heard John coming out of

at him and smiled. “Hey, John. I

She beckoned him.

quite harmless. He hesitated briefly

neckline, the view from the front made him even more ill at ease than that

gaze to the piece of paper spread

scribbles that

“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

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

now. Otherwise, I

smiled and gave her

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

spot next to her for him to sit

to running a business, she

to admit that she did not

Company was huge, so John had more of an eye for trends in

She trusted his judgments.

to open a shop and make dessert. Let’s leave this drawing as