The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John waited for a while before taking Sophia’s hand, pinching the ring on her finger and moving it a little. The ring was an eyesore no matter how he looked at it.

He carelessly grunted an agreement, and with that, he had finally taken Sophia’s side. Upon hearing that, she flashed a smile that was brighter than before.

John scanned her face. He was very aware of all the emotions hidden behind her smiling expression.

This young lady had stopped putting up with everyone, not caring who she was talking to.

Elder Mr. Bailey grabbed his teacup and took a sip in silence. William was good at reading the atmosphere, which was starting to get awkward. To smooth things out, he engaged Old Mr. Bailey in a discussion about the current market and economic trends.

In recent times, more small enterprises had risen, which led to market saturation. It remained to be seen whether these companies would survive and outlast each other.

Old Mr. Bailey nodded in agreement. “Yes. That’s why our companies have to work together for a win-win situation.”

William nodded at him. “Yes. I hope that our cooperation goes smoothly.”

Isabelle had been silent for the entire time with a teacup in her hands. Instead of staring at John and Sophia, she fixed her eyes on the teapot above the table.

Sophia silently smirked. That is it! Isabelle has finally understood the situation.

fall in line in situations where

men started to pour

John had only ordered a glass of fruit juice for her. She ate nothing, but she did not share her juice, downing the liquid all at once. After drinking the huge glass of fruit juice, her stomach

to her and hurriedly slipped out. After taking a left turn, she found

the washroom was quite empty. After all, not

to find Isabelle standing at the basin. Isabelle washed her

bother to avoid her and strolled over to wash her hands. However, she did address Isabelle. “Why? Finding it hard to fit into the conversation? You should have

powdering her face with her body leaning toward the mirror. When she heard the remark, she glanced at Sophia’s reflection in the mirror. Sophia had a smile on her face as

Isabelle sneered, “Fitting in is not a problem. Sooner or

John Constance, Sophia still nodded. “Some words should not be said easily. You have a younger

her hands and briefly tidied her hair in front of the mirror. The

made Isabelle freeze, so she turned around to look at Sophia. More precisely, she was staring at Sophia’s

not tell where the mark had started from. It traveled all the way from her nape to the back of the

of her shirt. Isabelle turned around slightly to look at

frozen on the spot and looked on as Sophia’s reflection moved away and out of the washroom. A long pause later, she lost control

to their reserved dining room while humming

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