The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia felt vexed. Before she went to meet him, she asked the waiter to wake him up, for she didn’t want to see him naked. After being woken up and told about her arrival, Logan looked confused, but he put it aside. He wore some shirt and came out, his feet bare, his hair unkempt. “What brings you here, Sophia?”

Sophia sat cross-legged on the sofa. “The dresses. You sent the pictures to me last night, so I’m here to pick one.”

“Oh, but the dresses are still in the shop. I got the pictures from the manager. Give me a minute. I’ll take you there after I brush myself up.”

Before Sophia could say anything, Logan went back up. It didn’t take long for him to come back down in new clothes, though his gold chain remained around his neck. Sophia clicked her tongue. “You never go out without that, huh?”

Logan prized his gold chain. “You won’t understand. Let’s go.” He brought Sophia to a haute couture boutique that was classier than the one John brought her to, but it didn’t have the same atmosphere.

The manager knew Logan, so he quickly welcomed them when they arrived.

Logan put on airs as he said, “Take everything you showed me last night here.”

The manager said yes and asked his staff to move all the dresses here. There were a lot to choose from, and all of them were showcased on mannequins. Before the staff managed to move all the mannequins, someone in the lobby said, “Please come with me, Miss Bailey.”

no matter where she was. She reflexively turned to look at the lobby, and in came two women led by the staff. This was the VIP room, which meant

later, Isabelle and her mother came in with the staff.

identities were different; Sophia was John’s wife, while Isabelle was seen as a mistress. Thanks

shown before her, she pointed at a black dress. “This one, please.” The manager looked surprised,

said, “Mr. Ronald, we came here first yesterday. I believe we told you this

at her. “If we go by your logic, does that mean I’ve

“Mr. Ronald, I believe I clearly said all of these are fine,

said this the day before. Sophia hadn’t decided on the dress, so he said all of them were fine, but they would only make the

Mrs. Bailey looked vexed.

smiled at Isabelle. “Oh, you like this too, Miss Bailey?” So we have the same tastes both in fashion

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