The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

At this, Matilda was a tad displeased. I was the one being beaten unilaterally. I look even worse for wear than Sophia, yet John hasn’t even asked after me ever since he came in until now. She looked at John. “John, you two are divorced, so you should be more circumspect.”

William frowned, very much disgruntled at her behavior now. “Zip it. You’ve created such a mess, yet you still have the temerity to chastise others here?” Matilda quickly pursed her lips, not daring to say a single word.

Meanwhile, Sophia remained expressionless. Without replying to John’s question, she merely said, “Go. You’ll run into the police if you tarry any longer.”

Matilda hurriedly scurried out while pulling William along. “Come, come, let’s go. Let’s go quickly.”

John, however, stood there for a few seconds as he stared at Sophia. Sophia sneered at his scrutiny. “Why, are you irked because I hit your mother again? Even so, just stifle it!”

Sighing, John went over and smoothed her hair for a bit. “If my mother comes again, lock the door and keep her out.” Her expression tense, Sophia took a step back, putting distance between them. John then slowly retracted his hand. “I’ll be going back first.”

“Hurry up and leave,” Sophia huffed, seemingly in utter exasperation.

he glanced at Sophia back at the house through the rear-view mirror, he saw that she’d already turned sideways and was combing her

seat. William twisted his head away, truly having no desire to gaze upon her. John merely drove off without even turning to take a look when he went past the police car. Through the rear-view mirror, he could see the police car slowly coming to a stop before Sophia’s house whereupon two police officers alighted and entered the courtyard. He let out a sigh of relief, yet his irritation grew. Matilda, on the

where do you want me to

loss. Where to drop me off? She actually wanted to go back to Constance Residence, but she was the one who packed up and left back then. She was even a touch pompous when she left, so she truly couldn’t quite bring herself

corner of her eye, only to see that he hadn’t reacted at all, acting as though he hadn’t heard John’s question. Judging from his expression, he doesn’t want me to return to Constance Residence. Mild indignation inundated

didn’t try changing her mind, driving straight toward her parents’ house instead. No

came to a stop, Matilda dawdled, spending half a day just to open the car door. William naturally knew what she was trying to

door and climbed out. Without even bidding the two of them farewell, she stomped into the house. John then drove

office, the Baileys were already there. Isabelle was there as well, but one could see that she wasn’t looking all

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