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.”

would never believe in that. Then, she stared at John with pursed lips and

back with a hint

got into an 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

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 acted toward her, he could never win as she was much

strong as her obedient behavior from before, and he had to admit that he could not handle it. Anyway, the thought of Ian’s face last

Master John’s life 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 lazy

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

had anything important to tell him

for me, please? I haven’t had lunch. Just think of it as repaying me for sending you home

shamelessly for only once 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,

Pasta was easy to prepare. She even had the same thing for

some homemade salad in the fridge as well, which she took out and

the spread that looked familiar. Across him, Sophia took her seat and texted

discussion about the talent show, probably going over some details. He also added that he had asked Ian

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