The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Zack had worked for John for years, but it was his first time seeing him so discomposed. When John was forced to marry Sophia back then, even though he was upset and irritated, he wasn’t as flustered as he was now. However, Zack couldn’t explain clearly what was wrong with John in everything he did. John was just different from his past self.

Sophia didn’t want to know more about John, for the more she learned, the more upset she would become. Patting on the car, she said, “Alright. I have to get into the shop. You should go back now. I’ll inform you when I’ve set a date for the shop opening.”

Zack mumbled an acknowledgement and watched her enter the shop before stepping on the gas pedal.

When he returned to the company, John was in his office. Zack walked in and saw John signing his name on documents. After that, John gazed at Zack and said, “I saw the video. The shop name doesn’t sound good.”

Zack replied, “I don’t think it sounds good either, but Sophia likes it.”

“She likes it?” John sneered. “Well, she likes all sorts of weird things.” With that, he tossed his pen to the side, apparently displeased.

Although Zack didn’t dare utter a word, he thought that it was none of John’s business. Since they were divorced, John no longer had the right to interfere in Sophia’s business.

For the entire afternoon, John was absent-minded when working. In the evening, William came to look for him and told him to attend a social gathering with him. John hadn’t attended any social events for a long time, so he agreed to it upon hearing that, since he had nothing to do at home anyway.

decided by the other party. After work, John and William headed for the restaurant. They heard that a fresh batch of seafood

the other party were already there. Also, the fish tanks that housed the marine animals were placed in the lobby. John took

during a business trip some time

name kept bugging him. No Response. What a bad-sounding name. I suspect that this name

seated. No matter how unhappy John was, he had to force

impatient. Clenching the cigarette case in his pocket, he said, “Excuse me. I need to use the

private room, instead of going to the restroom, he walked along the corridor and reached a smaller hall which functioned as a balcony. As the windows were open, the

lighter. With no one in the hall, he stood by the windows. Just when he wanted to light

cigarette. Turning around, he

mistaken.” With one hand pressed

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