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

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

John came upstairs and

was still sprawled over by the window and looking outside. She had changed into a loose-fitting mini

he

time, it was hung

bring back a lot of clothes, he still hand-picked each

but there were only a

that

the better-looking ones out of all the home clothes

was looking out the window while swaying

some reason, one glance at

quickly returned to his own room and changed out of

again, she was already on the

on it and drawing something on

as

time, Sophia heard John coming out

head up at him and smiled. “Hey, John.

She beckoned him.

harmless. He hesitated

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

the piece

was filled with scribbles that were

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

could not tell

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

her a nod.

it’s a good idea? Here; give me

on the spot next to her for him to

to running a business, she

admit that she did not have much experience in

huge, so John had more of an eye for trends

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