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.

it out no matter how much she thought

it at that, she went to open the door to let the odor

after, John came upstairs and walked past her

over by the window and looking outside. She had changed into

he brought

time, it was hung up in her

lot of clothes, he still hand-picked each one of them

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

was one that she had worn more

one of the better-looking ones out

was looking out the window

glance at her legs

quickly returned to his own room and changed out of

out again, she was already

on a piece of paper in front

as

John coming out of

her head up at him and smiled. “Hey, John. I want

She beckoned him.

He hesitated briefly before going

was 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 ease than that pair of

guided his gaze to the piece of paper spread

scribbles that were

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

not tell at all. Grabbing the piece of

now. Otherwise,

smiled and gave her

her happy. “Do you also think it’s a

next to her for

came to running a business,

admit that she did not

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

She trusted his judgments.

sit down beside her. “You want to open a shop and make dessert. Let’s