The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Although the employees dared not say anything openly, their furtive gossiping never ceased. Thus, when Isabelle came today, they looked at her askance. If they had to pick between Isabelle and Sophia, most of them would still side with Sophia.

Firstly, Sophia appeared much more easy-going, always wearing a smile, whereas Isabelle preferred to put on airs, giving off a feeling of detachment. Secondly, Isabelle didn’t have a leg to stand on in this entire farce. Many people felt that she was the third party, and naturally, the public abhorred homewreckers.

After reading all the documents in his office, Dylan stood up and went to the pantry. When he reached the pantry door, he stopped. There were people in the pantry—three female employees—who were gathered by the window, chatting while sipping tea. Although their voices were lowered, Dylan could still hear them by the door.

One of them remarked, “I still think that Miss Gwendolyn is quite nice.”

Another one nodded. “Yup, I think so, too. Miss Gwendolyn is obviously a person who brings good luck to her husband. She’s always smiling, so that invites fortune.”

At this, the third person chuckled and looked at the second person. “Miss Whitman, you are quite far-sighted. In my opinion, while Miss Gwendolyn looks petite and slim, she’s exactly the type of woman with potential. She’ll definitely give birth to a son in the future!”

After saying this, the three of them burst out laughing.

Miss Gwendolyn is indeed quite a nice person. Although I’ve only seen her a

Dylan turned and went back to his office after a moment’s contemplation. Sophia and John are divorced. Life is truly filled with surprises. After reclining against his chair for a while, he saw

and mouthed something to him. At first, John frowned, but he then understood Dylan’s remark,

looked at John who’d stopped

his gaze, John replied, “Nothing.” The two of

happened to arrive, and a few employees walked out, one after another. Those employees greeted William and John in the beginning, but the moment they caught sight of Isabelle, some couldn’t keep their disdain under wraps, mild contempt showing on their faces. Isabelle naturally saw this, but she could only pretend that she saw nothing. The comments on the Internet are much more severe than these people’s gazes, yet I have no recourse but to

Isabelle got into the car, she glanced at John, but John didn’t look at her, his gaze pinned on the opposite street. Camera flashes went off across the street. He’d actually spotted the paparazzi lying in wait in the shop across the road as soon as he’d stepped

me and Isabelle, they’ll probably go to Sophia. He didn’t want these people to bother Sophia. She has never experienced such

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