The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Amused, Dylan laughed out loudly. “No, it won’t. You have to be more confident than that.”

Staring at them, the look in John’s eyes turned stone cold.

In the lounge, Logan was woken up halfway in his sleep. Cursing as he struggled to get up, he sounded extremely disgruntled when he answered the call. “What’s going on? Why are you calling me when I’m sleeping?”

It was his subordinate who had called, saying that someone reported his clubhouse again, and the police were there now.

Sitting crossed-leg with his eyes closed on the bed, he cursed, “That damned b*tch Leah must be looking for trouble.” He opened his eyes and jumped off the bed. “I’ll be right over now.”

Stepping out of the lounge in wobbly steps, his eyes were bloodshot when an attendant hurriedly came over to check on him, asking if he needed any assistance.

After leaning against the wall for a long while, Logan finally recalled where he was at. “Get me Sophia. I need to see her.”

The attendant knew who Sophia was; just earlier, she had drawn an auspicious lot for Kate and instantly became well-known. Without further ado, he rushed to Kate, who was still holding Sophia’s hand and showering her with praises.

Embarrassed by the praises, Sophia felt as though she had run into a savior when the attendant came saying that Logan was looking for her. Immediately, she told Kate, “My friend had too much to drink. I have to go and check on him now.”

Kate nodded reluctantly. “Alright, go ahead.”

announced, “I’m coming

Sophia could turn him down, he already dragged her by the arm toward the exit. His movements were so quick that even Isabelle, who wanted

something today. By acting a little pathetic today, John’s attitude toward me seems

“You’re not done yet. Tell me,

Sophia said, “It’s none

know out of

So I’m supposed to tell you

a while, he prompted with another question, “Is it

you sick? Go to a doctor if

it’s not Dylan, then it must be Ian?”

a couple of steps, she replied, “Yeah, it’s Ian. Who else but

him and continued in the direction of the reception hall. John hesitated but decided to keep up with her. “You like Ian? Are you saying that on purpose to piss me off?” he asked in a

I do that? I think you overestimate yourself. You’re not worth it at all,

his heart. He felt that he still had some unanswered questions, but he didn’t know what

she walked into the reception hall briskly. At the foot

and rushed downstairs when he heard

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