The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John stopped talking again.

Sophia knew that he did not like noise, so she just sat quietly at the side.

She did not look at her phone either and just sat there aimlessly.

He started to get busy and was all over the place.

One moment he had his subordinate organize all the documents again, and the next moment he was out giving orders.

It was just like in the past where he completely neglected her.

Not long after she sat down on the sofa, she started to yawn.

There was a lounge room inside of John‘s office where he would occasionally take naps at noon.

But the lounge room was closed, so she had no idea what was behind that door.

Initially, she wanted to lie on the sofa and sleep for a bit, but she felt like it might cross the line.

She knew that her sleeping habits were not too flattering.

While he was over there working tirelessly, it was not too appropriate for her to be sprawled out here asleep.

Hence, she just fidgeted on the sofa for a while.

In the end, she leaned against the corner of the sofa while hugging a blanket and fell asleep.

John was busy for a while before he was finally able to hand over his work.

he looked up, he saw her sleeping

position looked rather

curled up into a ball in

being curled up like that almost made her

and went to

did not notice anything and continued

out a sigh and bent over to

eyes opened but she was still

over his neck and buried herself in

the lounge room where he placed her down

toward him and hugged the blanket

up slightly, but

help her

he stood back upright,

through her words. It was unclear whether

“John, why

he stared at her back for a

not know how he came to meet

his life, his life

have followed through with the engagement and married Isabelle. Although I was never close to her, I think she would make a good wife. Mom also likes her, so they would have gotten along very well. We would have had a smooth married life together.

after

today, he felt a faint sense

he could not pinpoint the cause

turned around and

the door behind him then went back to

do that afternoon, but for some reason, he could not look at them

against his chair, he

sitting there for a few minutes,

a

messages and spam messages, very few people sent

caught off guard when he took a

It was from Isabelle.

had gone to the company yesterday and thought it was probably because

sent her apologies and mentioned that

was really forthright, he did not

he replied with,

new messages

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