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

that, she went to open the door

long after, John came upstairs and walked past her

the window and looking outside. She had changed into a loose-fitting mini

dress that he brought

was hung up in

a lot of clothes, he still hand-picked each one of them instead of just grabbing

a lot of clothes, but there were

one that she had worn more

one of the better-looking ones out of all the home clothes

very relaxed; she was looking out the window

one glance at her legs made him

own room and changed out

he came out again, she was already on the

something on a piece

restless as

Sophia heard John coming out

“Hey, John. I want

She beckoned him.

quite harmless. He hesitated briefly before going

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

to the piece of paper

with scribbles

opening my own dessert shop. What do you think?”

design of a shop? It was very abstract. He could not tell at all. Grabbing the

Otherwise, I just have all this money in my

her a nod.

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

patted on the spot next to her for him to sit

it came to running a business, she

to admit that she did not have much

had more of an eye for

She trusted his judgments.

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