The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Eventually, Sophia realized she had had too much to drink, so she waved her hand to stop herself from drinking. “Hold on, I think I had too much to drink.”

“Indeed.” Ian nodded, for it was never a good thing to have drunk too much while not at home.

Sophia was struggling to get up on her feet. “I have to go home now, as it’s not safe for me to stay here after drinking so much.”

“Let me send you home.” Up he stood to help support Sophia while wearing a smile.

Sophia lifted her gaze to look at Ian while she nodded. “Alright, but you have to be quick, as it would be troublesome if I run into some bad guys.”

She’s quite careful despite her wobbly steps, Ian figured as he helped her out with his guitar in hand.

Upon boarding his car, Sophia fell asleep while leaning against the back of her seat with her face flushed. Ian was a little baffled by how she trusted him with her secrets and having drunk so much in his presence. Never once did it cross her mind that he might be up to no good, or what she should do if he happened to have bad intentions.

After starting the car engine, Ian drove to her house. They arrived at their destination in the dark of night, but John had yet to go to bed as he sat on the sofa while flipping through the channels. Upset as he was, John was constantly checking the time. As time passed, his patience wore thin. Finally, he heard the sounds of a car and saw a flash of light outside the house, which prompted him to shoot up from his seat. Ian’s car was parked in front of the yard, whereas Sophia was sleeping so soundly that Ian failed to wake her even after repeatedly calling out to her. The situation left him without an option other than to carry her out of the car.

to look at Sophia as he figured that she

out of

he bypassed John to enter the house. It was his first time in her house, and he had

word, then said while walking upstairs, “Please lock the doors for

John’s figure vanish into the corner with Sophia in his arms,

in her sleep while still reeking of alcohol. John wanted

the bed while trying to wake

breath before removing her clothes by himself, then walked up to the cabinet to retrieve her pajamas,

dead, but

senses as she opened her eyes

thought in frustration before replying, “Yes,

closed her eyes as she

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