The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Gazing at the picture on the grave, Sophia said, “I had a dream last night. Grandpa was in my dream, and so were you.”

With a sneer, Matilda jeered, “I guess it was a bad dream after all.”

“Indeed.” Sophia sighed. “I dreamed of you scolding me, blaming me for not being able to bring any blessings into the family. Not only did John have to be involved in this, but Grandpa didn’t even get better.”

These words were the exact phrases which Matilda had repeatedly used against Sophia.

Thinking about it, Matilda asked, “Does John know you’re here?”

“Nope.” Glancing at the mountains at afar, Sophia reckoned it was a scenic view here, and it somehow calmed one’s soul.

Pressing her lips together, Matilda hesitated to speak her mind. But in the end, she blurted, “Before Old Mr. Constance left, he held my hand, asking me to be nice to you and to take good care of you.”

Clearly, Matilda had failed to do as she was told. In fact, she had agreed to be nice, but she was often absent-minded, so she had forgotten all about it the next day.

A moment later, Matilda turned around and casted a glance at Sophia. “Honestly, I didn’t like you at all. To be exact, I hate you. If it wasn’t for you, John and Belle are probably married by now.”

Nodding her head, Sophia agreed, “Yep. If it wasn’t for me, John’s life would probably be perfect.” At that, she turned to face Matilda. “However, I’m curious. Do you really think John likes Isabelle?”

Hearing that, Matilda was dumbstruck and snapped as if by conditioned reflex, “Of course he likes her! What’s not to like about her?”

see, since John and I are now divorced, nothing is holding him back. If he really liked Isabelle, why didn’t they just get together officially? Why

Matilda stared at

on, “You’ve read the news, right? Instead of approaching Isabelle, John had hooked

Sophia ridiculed, “If that’s love,

She did read about that news, and she even called up John immediately to seek confirmation when she

that the news was true and the person in the picture was him.

his confession then, Matilda got hopping mad, but after

capable of bearing

Matilda had messed up her

“Oh well, why did I bother to yak so

said, but saying that in a place

course you weren’t here to see

laughter

she failed to keep her cool, Sophia went to stroke Matilda’s back.

giving a few rubs on Matilda’s back, both of them felt

few coughs, Matilda said, “Since you’re here, I’d better get going. I’ve chatted with Old Mr.

tucked

her breath, Sophia wondered who Matilda took after in the Flintstone

around it. With a sigh, she confessed, “Grandpa, did you see that? John’s mom and I have always been like this. Honestly, I feel relieved

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