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.

to figure it out no matter how much

open the door to let the odor out

after, John came upstairs and

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

he

time, it was hung up in

he did not bring back a lot of clothes, he still hand-picked

a lot of clothes, but there were only a

that she

ones out

was looking out the window while swaying

one glance at

his own room and

he came out again, she was already

on it and drawing something on a piece

hers were still restless as they continued to kick in the

time, Sophia heard John coming

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

She beckoned him.

He hesitated briefly before

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

his gaze to the piece

filled with scribbles

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

on the paper is the layout and design of a shop? It was very abstract. He could not tell at all. Grabbing the piece of paper, he looked at her.

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

her

you also think it’s a good idea? Here; give

on the spot next to her for him to sit

came to running a business, she still trusted

she did not have much experience

more of an eye

She trusted his judgments.

his 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