The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

After a while of waiting, her ride came.

Sophia went inside, and the driver smiled at her. “You live in a big villa.”

Sophia looked outside. “Just drive.” It’s big, but living in it isn’t easy.

Once the driver drove away, Old Mrs. Constance received news. She watched as Matilda made the call. John didn’t know what happened, so he asked her calmly, thinking this was just another one of her little skirmishes.

Worried John might scold her, Matilda stammered, much to Old Mrs. Constance’s fury. She snatched the phone away and told her Matilda fought with Sophia. Since she couldn’t provide the details over the phone, she told him Sophia had left.

Old Mrs. Constance sounded worried. “Before she left, Sophia said she wants to tell everyone you two are divorced, so she will have nothing to do with us anymore.”

John massaged his forehead. “I see.” Old Mrs. Constance wanted to say something else, but John hung up.

Matilda was worried. “What did John say? Did he say how he’ll settle this?”

Constance glared at her, but she didn’t

pretend she knew nothing, but the sight of Sophia angered her. I didn’t say anything offensive. It was just some grumbling. Why did she react

an eye on the media. “If anything happens, push it down. You can’t let the court

happened, and he was surprised to hear it. “What happened? I thought we talked it

Constance sneered. “Ask your wife. She did

teared up, for she didn’t expect this incident to

I’ll keep an

the account. Didn’t think I’d remember to do this. She went to the bathroom in her

changing into new clothes, she lay on the bed and covered herself with her

as well, but not that much. Sophia heard the conversation earlier, though she already knew that John never did love her. Even though she heard it and it struck a nerve, it didn’t really disturb her. Still, it did make her

honestly. As for the reason she made

days, the Constances should know she would say anything she wanted. Sophia wanted to make them nervous and on edge. Everyone looked down on me, so now I want them to fear me. The more she thought about it, the angrier

as she fell asleep. A long while later, a phone call woke her up. She turned around and saw that it was from John. Douchebag. She let the phone

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