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.”

she stared at John with pursed lips and finally muttered, “Your attitude

not help but snap back with a hint of mockery.

the one who surrendered. In the next few days, Sophia lived her life as usual; he

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

he could not handle it. Anyway, the thought of Ian’s face last night made him feel satisfied for having gotten his revenge. Then, he suggested, “Sophia, can

that he lowered his dignity to persuade someone, but she merely bursted out in laughter. “I have never wanted to fight with you; I am too

and nodded. “Sure, sure. It was my fault. My fault.” He had taken

run out of things she wanted to say to him, and she never had anything important to tell him in the first place, she stood up and told

a smile. “Cook some pasta for me, please? I haven’t had

and quit out of self-respect, but a person who would act shamelessly for more than once was destined to be a repeated offender. To Sophia, John was obviously heading down the path of a

was easy to

ingredients in her pasta. She had some homemade salad in the fridge as well, which she took

glanced at the spread that looked familiar. Across him, Sophia took

now with Lorraine in a discussion about the talent show, probably going over some details. He also added that he had

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