The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

However, John was not waiting at the front gate as he had claimed. When Sophia arrived at home, she found him seated in her living room, watching TV while waiting for her. Her eyes bulged in disbelief at the scene. “How did you manage to get in?”

He pointed up at the second floor. “I’ve told you before to shut the balcony doors. But look, you never listen.”

At first, Sophia had decided to thank John when she met him. However, the idea went down the drain in the face of his trespassing. There was no point for her to thank him anymore. With a sour face, she sat across him. “You were the one who sent me home last night? You didn’t do anything to me, did you?”

John chuckled. “Why? Are you disappointed? If you have any wish, just let me know. I can cooperate and help you with it right now.”

She frowned. “Can you be any more shameless than that?” Next, she checked with him by asking, “Did you see Ian last night?”

John was taken aback. “Ian? Why would you ask?”

Sophia briefly entertained a fleeting thought in her mind before saying, “Ian’s phone was shattered and left in front of my front door last night. Did you do that? You hit him?”

Moments later, he denied it. “Am I that type of man in your eyes?”

Yeah, you are. Sophia recalled that John had punched Ian in the face before on the second floor and the bruises took a few days to heal. John huffed, “No, I didn’t hit him. Don’t worry. I actually get along fine with him.”

John with pursed lips

but snap back with a hint of

ugly and messy fight that day, but in the end, he was the one who surrendered. In the next few days, Sophia lived her life as usual; he was the only one who felt

let go of it. A woman like Sophia could not be dealt with by using harsh methods; only the soft and roundabout approach would work on her. No matter how harsh

before, and he had to admit that he could not handle it. Anyway, the thought of Ian’s face last

time in Young Master John’s life that he lowered his dignity to persuade someone, but she merely bursted out in laughter. “I

“Sure, sure. It was my fault. My fault.” He had taken advantage of her last night anyway, so it was nothing to let

to say to him, and she never had anything important to tell him in the first place,

me, please? I haven’t had lunch. Just

quit out of self-respect, but a person who would act shamelessly for more than once was destined to be a repeated

went into the kitchen to put together a dish for him. Pasta was easy to prepare. She even had the same thing for breakfast that

were the standard, must-have ingredients in her pasta. She had some homemade salad in the fridge as well, which she took out

familiar. Across him, Sophia took her seat and texted Logan

probably going over some details. He also

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