The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia had thought she got something great, but it turned out to be a bomb.

Standing up from the sofa, Dylan said. “I know too little, so I won’t talk further with all of you here. Please, carry on. We young ones shall go and chat for a while outside.”

While walking around the couch, he looked at Sophia. “Let’s go for a walk?”

Sophia hurriedly nodded and walked toward the door. When she passed by John, she raised her eyebrows at him. “Let’s go for a walk?”

John hummed in agreement, then glanced at Isabelle who smilingly agreed, “Sure”.

When the four of them came out of the main building, Dylan breathed a sigh of relief. “John is right. It’s terrible to sit there and talk to them about the company. It gave me a bad headache.”

Sophia laughed. “That’s because you’re more capable than them. If I’m the one talking to them, I will give them a headache instead.”

John couldn’t really understand this kind of self-deprecating joke, so he simply watched as Dylan and Sophia laughed together.

That uncomfortable feeling rose up in him again.

As Isabelle walked over to John, she whispered to him, “Miss Gwendolyn and Dylan seem to get along pretty well.”

John sneered and said indifferently, “So what if they get along? He has missed the chance, and there’s no turning back.”

Dylan was just two steps ahead of them. Hearing that, his body stiffened slightly.

at John with a frown and

said. “Perhaps

Sophia was never afraid of

flippant manner, she replied, “But you’ve had plenty of my saliva, and you

Dylan’s

was a bit inappropriate

was anything wrong with it at all. “You’re right. Maybe I had plenty of it usually, so I

She turned back and then walked

hands in his pockets and slowly

no reply from Dylan this

too didn’t speak

sexual innuendos were meant for John and Sophia, but those two looked very calm

other two felt a little

to the

were fruits and a tea kettle on the table where they were sitting just

probably brought by the maid just

and took a grape,

he chided, “You ate so much just now. How are you

a piece of Young Master Owen’s cake, Sophia alone

couldn’t stop smiling. She had probably thought that

unhappy as she refuted,

digestion and should eat more meals in lesser quantities. I am just caring

her voice, “Are you really caring about me? You’re just

still in the middle of

agreed

concern for her

that they

didn’t interact with each

he distinctly remembered them being very

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