The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Matilda stood in place and gritted her teeth angrily. At the same time, Isabelle watched the entire interaction between the mother and son from the window upstairs.

Although she might not be able to hear their conversation, she could tell that things didn’t go well between both of them. Soon, she went back to her seat and sat in a sulk. Why is John so hard to tackle? Not long after that, Isabelle returned to her seat, and Matilda came back to the room.

As Matilda showed up, she tried to force a smile and explained in John’s defense, saying that he had left earlier because he was busy. On the other hand, Isabelle pretended as if she didn’t know anything and replied, “I see. Well, I think he must be really busy with his work, so it’s okay.”

In the meantime, Matilda wasn’t in a hurry to leave either. Thus, she sat back in her seat and uttered, “You need to have a relationship no matter how busy you are. Too bad that kid, John, just never understands.” In an attempt to comfort Isabelle, Matilda added, “John is just a little indifferent. After all, he has never really had a lot of friends since he was little.

Besides, he dedicates all his energy and time to work, as we all know, which is why he tends to be a little insensitive when it comes to romantic relationships. No human is perfect, so perhaps we should give him time to open up. Please just bear with him, my dear.”

Isabelle responded with a smile as she was overwhelmed by fear deep down. I wouldn’t mind waiting if John is going to open his heart up in the end, but as I keep waiting and tolerating him patiently, I’m afraid that someone else could steal his heart away.

flagged down a cab and hesitated for a short while before she named the address of Sophia’s residence to the

walk there by herself. At this time, Sophia was already asleep with the lights out.

headlights off. Then, she noticed a man, who was leaning on the vehicle, staring at Sophia’s unit on the second floor. At the sight of that, Isabelle was overwhelmed by a sting of pain and jealousy. Under the illuminating streetlight, she could tell who that person was by his figure even without looking at his face. She then continued to stand behind the tree while peeking at John,

expression on his face while lowering his head, but Isabelle could tell that he was smiling faintly yet gently. After standing there

cigarette butts on the floor before she unhappily trod on them while feeling a twinge of pain deep down as if someone

had no idea what happened outside her residence. As soon as she woke up, she stretched herself and proceeded to go about her morning ablutions in a relaxed manner. Then, she tidied up her clothes and did

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