The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

The edges of Dylan’s lips curled up. “Yeah, I can’t catch a break at all.” Then, he added, “It’s really annoying that there are so many people from the media present today.”

Surprised, Sophia had the idea that he wanted to mention something to her with that last statement, so she pursed her lips. “Yeah,” she mumbled, unsure of what else to say.

Meanwhile, Logan didn’t return and neither did he give her a call. So, she continued to stay in the lounge with Dylan because the both of them preferred not to be involved with the excitement outside and they felt more comfortable to be here.

They were actually not especially close with each other, and it was only after her divorce with John that they chat more often. But Dylan gave people a good vibe, and she didn’t feel awkward being around him. Hence, they sat there until they heard noises from the banquet hall. After glancing at the time, he said, “There’s probably a program going on. Let’s take a look.”

Thinking that it was time for the lucky draw, Sophia stood up and followed him. “Sure.”

Everything at the dining area had ended and everyone was now at the banquet hall, which had a small stage and several priests were on it.

When Sophia went to the banquet hall, she immediately saw that Old Mrs. Constance, Belinda, was beaming next to Kate. They

that they have been friends since young. Although they are a few years apart in age, it didn’t

twisted her head to his direction, and the smile on her face disappeared the next second.

over, and divination lots were in the chest. In just a couple of minutes, they would be carrying out the lucky draw, and the first prize winner could get

cards were numbered and anyone with the drawn number on their card would be the winner. Since Sophia had the invitation given to her by Logan, she flipped it to the back and saw that it was indeed numbered. Moving closer to Dylan, she asked, “May I

come over as well. “John, let me see what’s your number.” Without even giving a

numbers written on small pieces of paper, and those papers were placed in a giant, transparent ball as lots. With

the other side of the stage, they had displayed the prizes; the third prize was a painting with calligraphy, while the second was a glass vase and the first prize was a set of jewelry. After taking a look at the prizes, Sophia could neither understand nor appreciate any of it. Even the jewelry, which

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