The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia spent a long time trying to recall the situation. “H-He had a nice attitude.”

There was a pause on Logan’s part before he questioned, “Is that all? He has always been nice to you, though.”

Upon hearing what he said, Sophia looked toward him before thinking to herself, Yeah, John wasn’t only being nice to me, but he outright doted on me. She let out a hiss before saying, “Oh, it’s too complicated to explain.”

Ian cast a glance at Sophia. “Since you’re now divorced, you shouldn’t spend as much time with him as you did, or else you’re only going to stir up rumors if someone sees you together.”

With a nod, Sophia agreed, “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” She then got Robin a chair to sit on before asking, “What were you talking about just now? Logan had an exaggerated look on his face.”

The question sent Logan into a fit of laughter before he managed to reply, “It’s nothing, but Ian quit his job.”

Sophia’s eyes went wide while saying, “Really? That’s great! Did you finally decide to sign up for that talent show?”

There was a pause on Ian’s part before he nodded slowly. “Yeah, I’d like to give it a go.”

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see the possibility of playing a round of games, so he suggested, “Hey, now that we have enough people,

nod after glancing at Logan. “Let’s go unwind ourselves.” A change of mood was much needed for him. Seeing that she didn’t have much

kids who would opt to book a room for themselves to play in. Due to the fact that the clubhouse wasn’t a business club but one for relaxation, there were a lot

young master of the Poole Family, to which Logan waved a hand of

never having visited there, Sophia wasn’t at all curious about them. Being more of a laid-back person, she wasn’t interested in activities that required

playing in the room upstairs. As Robin was still no good at games, Sophia suggested that money shouldn’t be involved in the game, so all they had to do was stick strips of paper on their faces as punishment. Logan didn’t

when they were playing. Just when they were on a high and creating a ruckus, the door to the room was kicked open from outside, and someone cried out to them, “Nobody moves!” The voice came

didn’t have much luck that day, so he was constantly losing, which resulted in him having strips of paper all over his face. While holding those paper out of his line of sight, he yapped at

her face before turning to observe the intruders, only to see a bunch of people in police uniforms, the object they held in their hands

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