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.

no matter how much she thought about

open the door to let the

long after, John came upstairs and walked past her

changed into a loose-fitting mini dress that fell right below her hips and exposed

was the dress that he brought back just the

it was hung

he still hand-picked each one of them instead of

there were only a few that she usually

was one that she

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

very relaxed; she was looking out the window

reason, one glance at her legs made him

room and changed out of

she was already on the

on it and drawing something on

hers were still restless as they

John coming

him and smiled. “Hey, John. I want to ask

She beckoned him.

He hesitated briefly

still lying on the bed. Because her dress was a bit loose around the neckline, the view from the front made him even more ill at

guided his gaze to the piece of paper spread out on

filled with scribbles

hey. You know I don’t really have much to do right now. I’m thinking of opening my own dessert shop. What do

a shop? It was very abstract. He could not tell at all. Grabbing the piece of paper, he looked at her. “Didn’t you

do now. Otherwise, I just have all this

smiled and gave her

happy. “Do you also think it’s a good idea? Here; give me some

next to

running a business, she still

admit that she did not have

Company was huge, so John had more

She trusted his judgments.

“You want to open a shop and make dessert. Let’s leave this drawing as it is for now. Have you looked