The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John stared at Isabelle’s message for a while before replying, ‘Not at all.’ Subsequently, there was nothing else from her end.

Sophia knew that John’s phone dinged and was well aware that he’d received a message. In fact, she was almost certain who the sender was, but she didn’t bother looking, not even glancing out the corner of her eye.

She was chatting with the singer back then. The singer said that he’d been going around to a few cities, but he didn’t quite like them all, so he was at a loss as to where he should go next. Thus, Sophia naturally went along with the conversation and invited him to this city to have a look. There were several underground bars in the city center with lounge singers, so she felt that this was a viable option for him.

The singer replied with a smiley and a voice message. Without even thinking about it, Sophia played it, upon which the singer’s voice drifted out, sounding very much alluring. He didn’t say anything outrageous, merely saying that he’d treat her to a meal if he decided to come.

Beaming, Sophia replied, ‘If you come, I’ll treat you to a meal. Perhaps I’ll even let you sample my cooking.’

John stared intently at Sophia. She looks sincere. After a moment’s contemplation, he retracted his gaze. Sophia didn’t chat for long either, all noise subsiding after a short while.

After John was done eating, he didn’t leave immediately but sat there and waited for Sophia. When she placed her cutlery down slowly, he finally asked, “Was it the singer we met in the hotel?”

Sophia raised her eyes and looked at him. “Yup.”

the gentle and elegant type, so he does look quite the pair with Sophia. He nodded. “Is he coming?” Sophia said yes, so after

somewhat guess John’s meaning. He’s trying to give me some space with that singer. She chortled as well. “We’ll see when he arrives. I’ll tell

he stood up and cleared the table. After sharing two meals, they both seemed to have a clear division of labor—Sophia cooked, while John did the dishes. Despite knowing that

stood in the yard, noticing that John had driven his car in, parking right beside the plant

put my back into studying the questions in the first course. She’d taken a look at the materials today, but it felt as though she was reading

other from Mrs. Constance. Mrs. Constance’s voice was slightly sullen, sounding very much anguished as she griped about how she wasn’t used to not having him at home.

then. She made a mess of

the yard. “That’s enough. Just get over it

I’m not an unreasonable person. It’s not that I want to pick on your wife, nor do I want to be at odds with my daughter-in-law like most families out there. But the truth is, Sophia Gwendolyn isn’t worthy of you. If it were someone else who’s well-matched,

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