The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Ian was speaking loudly to her, asking if she was asleep.

He’s drunk. So, Sophia grunted and said, “Not yet, but I will soon.”

“Don’t sleep just yet.” Ian stopped her. “I’ll go to your place after I’m done here. I want to talk.”

“We can talk here.” She arched her eyebrow. There’s nothing we can’t talk about on a call.

Ian smiled. “I want to do it face to face.”

Sophia smiled too. “Sure, but don’t drink too much. I’ll be waiting.”

That was more than enough said. She ended the call and went to wash herself up as well as tidying her place up. About thirty minutes later, Ian called her, saying he was done with his appointment and was on his way here. She grunted. “Did you have a lot to drink?”

“No. I’m a bad drinker, but I know how to control myself. I never drink too much.” Ian laughed.

Feeling reassured, Sophia said, “I’m waiting right here.”

TV in the living room. The door was left open so she could see Ian later. As it was already late,

John saw this, which made him

back. “Sir, we’ve been here for half an hour. Aren’t

reply to his driver but merely kept on looking at Sophia. The car wasn’t parked too far, so when Sophia came out to take a look around, he thought

had stayed in his car quietly. He came here two days ago as well and saw her watering her plants

later, and the lights in the yard showed Ian in the car. John snorted. No wonder she keeps her door opened and stays

“I made some tea for you. Have some. It helps with the

He sat down across from Sophia and

at night might keep me up, so I

for he was a bad drinker. If he went all

with his father earlier in the morning, Bryce, in his rage, said, “You’re just like your

“Good. If I were anything like you, I’d

had tried his best to hype the atmosphere up, but to no avail. Thus, he thought it would be a bad day, until

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