The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia understood that John was intentionally blocking her way. Still, she thought that he would go away soon. After all, he had to go to work. Unexpectedly, after a while, John was on his next cigarette, but he still never gave Sophia’s car a glance.

Turning around, the chauffeur said, “Miss Gwendolyn, I think Young Master is waiting for you.”

Of course, Sophia knew that as well. After giving it a thought, she opened the door and went over. Upon a closer look, she realized there were already many cigarette butts beside his car. Without smoking the cigarette, John simply let it burn on its own.

Standing on the side, Sophia demanded, “John, let me pass.”

John slowly cocked his head. “Why did you come to my house?”

His words upset Sophia. If it weren’t for Old Mrs. Constance, she wouldn’t have been willing to come over. With a long face, she assured, “Don’t worry. It’s my last time coming here. I won’t come here again.”

John snorted and moved his car to the side. Just when Sophia turned around and wanted to get into her car, John said, “Come here.”

Ignoring him, Sophia went over to her car and opened the door. Before she could even enter the car, John childishly drove the car back to the middle of the road. Great. Smiling, Sophia slammed the door and walked toward his car.

“Get into the passenger’s seat,” John demanded.

was already on the door handle of the back seat. Suppressing her fury, she opened the door and slumped into the passenger’s seat. Finally pleased, John stepped on the gas pedal and turned the steering wheel. The car turned 180 degrees

her silence, but

down the car. Stopping by the traffic light, he cocked his head and examined Sophia, whom he hadn’t met for a few days. Sophia had gotten her hair dyed and permed,

“It seems that

impassive expression, Sophia turned to him. “That has nothing to do

concerned about you. Since we were married previously,

rest assured. I have a

a line. “Right. I guess

the traffic light turned green, Sophia said, “Let’s go. Send me

on the gas pedal and harped on the same topic, asking, “Have

seat. “Stop talking about me. Let’s talk about you and Isabelle.

John and Isabelle were seen together a few times, the journalists didn’t claim that they were a couple, as they only met up for work. Moreover, they

that you’d still read

“I don’t follow news about you. It’s just hard not to see you

to her in such an odd way, she also couldn’t control her urge to mock him

never took a look at her

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