The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Logan wouldn’t come back anytime soon, so Ian said, “I know you two are divorced. She told me that. All you guys are doing now is just to stop the court of public opinion from burning up.”

John’s expression was stormy. “She tells you everything, huh?”

Ian smiled, his eyes filled with love for Sophia. “Sophia has never looked down on me because of my identity. That point alone is enough to prove that she thinks very differently from you, Mr. Constance.” John knew what Ian was saying.

If she told him everything, of course she told him about her humiliating days in the Constance household. The Constances scorned her because of her background, but Sophia didn’t care about anyone else’s background. That alone showed the disparity between her point of view in comparison to John’s.

John pursed his lips and smiled after a few moments. “You seem to be confident in yourself, Mr. Morgan. It’s good, and I hope you can keep it up.” Standing up, he then went toward the kitchen.

Logan had just finished brewing the tea and was coming back out with it. He thought John was here to help, so he called out to him, “This one’s yours. Sophia said you’re a particular guy, so even your cup needs to be exclusive. Here’s yours.”

Instead of taking it, John went to Sophia. She was still cooking, handling herself well, but he went up and hugged her from behind.

Logan was annoyed. “Not f*cking again. Do you really want to keep this up forever? If you don’t want us around, just tell us!” He went to the living room, vexed.

what was going on, but he

shocked, so she glared at John and hissed, “What are you doing?” John stared at her quietly and frowned. Sophia struggled.

caressed her face. “It’s fine,” he said softly. Sophia didn’t know why he was doing this, but she didn’t want to make a fuss out of it. Ian knew what happened between them, but that monkey, Logan, didn’t. She had to keep this act up, so Sophia gave

cupped her chin. “Turn the

he suddenly swiveled her around. Before Sophia could realize what was happening, John kissed her. He wasn’t too gentle, and the kiss was

arms down, preventing her from resisting.

eyes with one hand, while the other

at the kitchen. They do

know Ian was referring to John, so he thought Ian was talking about him. With his back against the kitchen, he stomped his feet angrily. “Yeah, I am! John’s trying

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