The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

 

 

 

John looked apathetically at Mrs. Constance who was now seated on the couch while everything which had been on the coffee table moments ago was strewn all around the room. The servants didn’t dare to tidy it up because she didn’t allow them to.

 

However, William was also a part of the reason this happened because he had been too tolerant all these years. He probably thought that Mrs. Constance was just throwing a small tantrum and wouldn’t cause any huge trouble out of it, so it was alright to let her go about her unreasonable ways.

Despite that, humans were smart creatures who knew how to test the limits of others. Since William kept giving in, Mrs. Constance took it for granted and thought that he would never blame her no matter what she did.

After wailing for a long time, Mrs. Constance turned and was surprised when she saw John. Pouting her lips, her eyes welled up with tears again as she cried, “You’re back, John.”

Almost immediately, John could clearly see the palm print on her left cheek and his heart wrenched at the sight of it although he was mad at her.

When she took the pictures secretly and sent it to the media, she never thought how much her actions would affect him.

“You’re the one who took the pictures?” he asked, pacing toward her.

Pursing her lips, she nodded and explained, “I thought that if I helped you announce this publicly, then the photographs of you and Belle will be anything but scandalous, and there won’t be any problems at all.”

 

What a simpleton, John sighed and sat next to her on the couch. “Tell me honestly, whom did you send the photographs to?”

implicated in this issue, so I sent it to her to console her. I wanted to let her know that she was

couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Even now, she didn’t see anything wrong with her actions and

 

to comfort her even though she had been wailing and crying for

he declared, “I’m going

wrists anxiously, she cried, “John, are you mad at me as well? I only did this for your own good since you don’t like Sophia and won’t be together with her anyway. By announcing

at her for a long while before saying, “For my own good?” He let out a chuckle and continued, “What if I really liked Sophia?

 

 

his words, it took her some time to recover and said, “That’s impossible. How could you possibly like that village girl? She’s not good enough

good but you don’t care about what I

widened and she was speechless. Casting her a look, John then

in the study while Old Mrs. Constance had already

couple of times on the closed door, but there was no sound from

 

 

then did the door open, and William said with a

had driven

 

but I can’t be sure that

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