The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia didn’t quite understand the old man’s remark.

The old man then slowly got up from the sofa and headed toward her and Ian with his cane. He was stooped since he was in his twilight years, thus appearing an entire head shorter than Ian who was standing ramrod straight. Nonetheless, his aura more than made up for that fact. He stared at Ian for a long time before nodding. “You’ve lost weight.”

All at once, Sophia turned and looked at Ian as well, finding this interaction between father and son rather strange.

At this precise moment, the woman stood up and came over to help support the old man. “You must have waited here all morning. Now that you’ve seen him, you can rest easy. So, let’s go upstairs and rest, okay?”

The old man’s gaze shifted to Sophia but he said nothing, merely nodding in utter satisfaction. Such an attitude had goosebumps rising all over Sophia’s body. Then, he turned around. “Okay. I’m tired, so help me upstairs to rest.”

The woman held the old man’s arm, but the moment she pivoted, she threw Sophia an intense look. As Sophia had a bad impression of the woman, she outright rolled her eyes at her.

Only when the two of them had left did Ian drop his arm from around her and breathed a sigh of relief. “Take a seat. I’ll just go and put my stuff away.” That was in reference to his guitar.

Nodding, Sophia plopped down onto the sofa unceremoniously. Meanwhile, Ian strode up the stairs. However, he took a long time just to put his guitar away, and when he came down, he was with the woman. The two of them came down one after another, both their expressions forbidding.

to Sophia, upon which she stood up. Then, he declared, “Let’s go and

voice was acrid and derisive. “You’ve just come home, yet you’re

a meal here prove that you’re not mistreating me?” The woman was stunned, and she stared

snorted. “Let’s go.” Taking Sophia by the arm, he walked out of the living room. The yard was very

it. Sophia gave the car a once-over.

too low a profile previously.” Ian said nothing, merely starting the car and driving out. When they left the villa, they could still see that woman standing at the entrance to the living room, staring at them with her arms crossed, the expression on her face

away, Sophia asked, “Who was that woman?” Her relationship with that old man doesn’t seem platonic,

his lips. As he stepped harder on the gas pedal, the car instantly picked up speed. After a

is truly affluent.” At his age, the only reason he has such a young wife can be nothing other than his money. That woman is no fool. While the old man has decent looks, his age is plain as day. If he doesn’t have something

swamped her. John isn’t even worried, yet he’s exhorting me time and again. This time, she

not in the least concerned. Are you truly not worried? H-H-Have you forgotten your identity?”

Sophia guffawed. “H-H-Have you forgotten my identity? Think carefully.” Zack paused and went silent at once. Since she’d told Ian plenty before, Sophia wasn’t at all afraid to speak in front of him. “John and I got divorced a long time ago. Now that he’s in trouble, I can only do my best to help him out,

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