The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Without replying to their messages, Sophia went downstairs with her cell phone in hand. After eating a simple breakfast, she then lay down on the yoga mat and stared at the chandelier on the ceiling. Back when I was in the village, I had endless tasks every day.

At that time, I wondered how nice it’d be if I could just lie down peacefully like this and do nothing one day. Now, this dream has come true, but I find that it’s actually quite boring to just lie down leisurely.

However, just a few seconds after she’d lay down, a car stopped in front of her house. She warily sat up at once, for she couldn’t help thinking that Mrs. Constance was back after having lost to her the previous time. When she caught sight of the person who alighted from the car, her brows slowly creased.

It’s Old Mrs. Constance walking over with someone supporting her! After a moment’s deliberation, she pivoted and sprinted upstairs. She moved quickly, so Old Mrs. Constance just happened to reach the door when she came down again. Thus, she went over to open the door. “Madam.”

Old Mrs. Constance chuckled. “You’ve changed your address of me pretty quickly. You’re no longer calling me Grandma, huh?”

Sophia smiled. “Please come in.”

Old Mrs. Constance was helped into the house by the servant. She hadn’t been here, so she looked around as she stood in the living room. “This wasn’t done by John, was it? It doesn’t look like it.”

Sophia grunted in affirmation. “He did all the permanent fixtures, but I found the ornamental fixtures not quite to my liking, so I changed them.”

that you changed

the sofa to have a seat. After thinking for a while, she said, “I have no plain water here, only soft drinks. Would you like

was rather fond of drinking those colorful drinks back when I was young.” However, her

her. Holding a can in her hand, Old Mrs. Constance scrutinized it. “What flavor is this? I haven’t seen this in a long time, so I had no idea that the

grape-flavored one here. Which one would you like?” Sophia held out

go for orange, then. I like oranges

from you back then. I’ve mulled over it for a while and decided that I can’t keep

item she was handing to Old

the velvet box. After a long while, she asked, “Have you misunderstood something? I’m not here because

deal. When this matter blows over, I can then relax, so I’m not really helping him. Rather, I’m

suffusing Old Mrs. Constance. Taking her hand and placing it onto her own palm, she sighed softly. “No

anything. Conversely, you’ve given me a lot.” At least, it was John who gave me this house I’m living in. Without all this, I might be forced to return to my hometown, and I’m not enthusiastic about going

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