The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Walking over to the window, he lit a cigarette, then opened half of the window, looking at the night view outside.

There was some feeling of satisfaction from getting payback, for the contents of his chats with Ian actually made him very uncomfortable.

By venting all his feelings on Sophia, the stuffy sensation in his chest was finally gone.

So what if they got divorced? So what if they had bought a ring? Tonight, when they were both clear-headed, he still had her underneath him.

John smoked his cigarette quickly. Soon, only the cigarette butt was left.

He threw the cigarette butt out of the window, and then blew out the cigarette smoke.

After closing the window, John returned to the bed. At this time, Sophia was already deeply asleep, her body curled into a small ball.

John looked at her. After taking a shower just now, the gauze on Sophia’s leg was taken off, and the wound was now exposed.

The wound was actually not that big. He had been careful when washing her just now. The wound was fine after the shower, and seemed like it had healed.

But John still went to grab the first aid kit.

He was very patient as he helped her bandage her wound again before lying down.

After that, he turned off the bedside lamp. The bed was huge, but the two of them slept on each side, separated.

Sophia didn’t wake up until noon the next day, and John was long gone by then.

on the bed for

and Sophia finally remembered what exciting things had happened last

hair, not feeling any

when they did it, and so

John took the initiative

score, she was the one who actually

she had already done it with John many times before anyway, so it wouldn’t matter if they did

now was what John’s thoughts

that a man’s body and feelings could

was the case, then it

while, Sophia got up. She put on her pajamas and went to the bathroom to clean herself up.

that son of a b*tch. He must’ve done

and on her collarbone in the mirror, that gentle feeling in her heart disappeared in

was left was her gnashing her

dare he leave hickeys somewhere so

I have to wear

It was terrible.

brushed her teeth and washed her face, she returned to the room and gave John

night, you and I had sex. There is no

Wouldn’t I know this? I just wanted to ask you, these hickeys on my neck, you did it on

a perfunctory assent. “How could I hold myself back in a

turned red

is this guy talking

wasn’t like

hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say in response to

didn’t let the atmosphere die down, and he continued, “You just

be exhausted

This blasted son

almost swore

he unlock a

a word and hung up

took two deep breaths,

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