The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John inwardly hissed. Dylan had indeed mentioned a girl to me, but the person we both talked about was Sophia. He seems very much interested in annoying me with his vague shows of curiosity or concern about her before me every single time.

If he were to consider Dylan’s attitude objectively without adding his subjective thoughts on the topic, Sophia indeed fit the description of being the girl Dylan mentioned he liked.

However, he subjectively rejected this idea, so he shook his head right away. “No, he never said anything or mentioned anyone to me. Dylan is taciturn in nature, so he won’t tell us such a thing.”

Lady Jennifer nodded. “You’re right. He’s rather reserved, so he’ll never tell us such a thing of his volition without us asking him about it.”

The kitchen staff was done cooking the noodles, so John had it brought upstairs. Subsequently, he went upstairs as well. When he returned to his room, he changed, while the servant placed the bowl of noodles on the bedside table. Thereafter, he walked over and took a gander. There’s no improvement at all. Judging from the looks of it, it’s no match for Sophia’s cooking.

He then sat down and took out his cell phone. Sophia had again sent him a message on Facebook, asking him who exactly he was. He stared at his cell phone, but still, he didn’t reply since he had nothing to say.

Meanwhile, Sophia snagged her cell phone after washing up. Upon seeing that her message had gone unreplied for a long time, she took a very direct route and gave the other person a voice call.

John, who was still eating noodles, startled at the incoming voice call. He fixed his eyes on the cell phone intently before cracking up a few seconds later. I naturally can’t take this call. Unbidden, his mind wandered.

her house today. That girl’s temper is getting

him twice, but when she realized that he had no intentions

decisive and resolute in such matters. How heartbreaking! If only she retains an iota

mood didn’t improve much. A fire blazed within her, making her restless like a cat on hot bricks. What did that b*stard, John Constance, meant by

remarks today were truly ridiculous. I was blinded

regret inundated her as she felt that she’d failed to demonstrate her debate skills. I

when

photos were also unearthed. The news report even included her casual photos in which

with him. Many presumed that he had a preference for

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