The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

A while later, Dylan looked at the time. “It’s late. I should be going back.”

John grunted. “You go ahead. I want to stay here for a bit.”

Dylan nodded at him before strolling back along the dirt path leading back. John saw him off as he walked into the night. When he was fully engulfed by the darkness, he looked back around the clearing. Sophia probably came here back then.

He put his hands in his pockets, holding his phone for a while before calling Zack, and it was immediately picked up. Zack knew what he wanted to ask, thus responded quickly, “Don’t worry, boss. Focker hasn’t been up to his antics. He won’t be up to anything for a long time.”

John grunted. “What about Roselia?”

“Oh, her? She left after the deed was done. And she looked happy. Where did you find her, boss? She’s a pro.”

John only snorted, not answering his question. “Keep an eye on Focker. If he doesn’t rile anything up in the next couple of days, there shouldn’t be any problem.”

“Alright, boss.” He was about to ask something else, but John hung up. A moment later, John took a deep breath and went back to the residence.

The servants had already gone to sleep when he came back to the main building. Halfway through going upstairs, John came back down to take a bottle of red wine. He hadn’t been able to sleep over the past couple of days, so he needed the help of alcohol.

up to the second floor, he saw Matilda standing outside his room. She was in her pajamas, her head hanging low, looking dejected. “Why are you here, Mom?”

shocked. “Oh, you

and went inside. “I went out just now. What’s the

to talk about what happened, but she couldn’t get it out. John opened the wine bottle with a corkscrew and poured some into the glass on the bedside,

“So you knew. John, you can’t just stand there and watch as I get

I supposed to do that? You

sat beside him. “You have to stop this divorce. What if someone knows

knew about my divorce. And

took her a while before she said, “That’s

Baileys, we wouldn’t be in this situation now. If you had just talked to us before

Matilda frowned. She wanted to retort, but

a couple of years, so you still have a chance. If you can just mellow out a little, you can still come

up, livid. “Do you even care about me? You don’t even want to help me!

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