The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia grunted in acknowledgment. “Have a seat. I’ll bring them over later.”

When Matilda came in, she glanced at Sophia, but her expression was much more mellow this time, no longer looking as though Sophia owed her money.

Meanwhile, Sophia’s movements were slow and measured, not the slightest bit frantic.

After Matilda and Isabelle had taken their seats, Isabelle’s lips curved into a smile. “Have you ever been here, Mrs. Constance? I think Ms. Gwendolyn’s shop is quite nice with a pleasant décor.”

Matilda murmured in affirmation. “Yes, I’ve been here a few times.” I told her this a long time ago.

Nodding, Isabelle pretended as though she’d just known about it. “Then, is there anything you like in particular? I’d appreciate a recommendation.”

Matilda couldn’t quite figure out what Isabelle was trying to do. “Everything here is nice.” At this, Isabelle giggled but said nothing further.

When Sophia was done preparing the order, she carried everything over to their table before returning to the counter once more. Then, she took out her cell phone and started watching the short videos in her recommendation list. These short videos are actually quite interesting, each creative in its way. She initially had no interest in such a thing, but as she watched one after the other, she grew pretty enthusiastic, so much so that she didn’t hear whatever Isabelle said to her.

she kept her focus on her cell phone while blocking out the world. Although she was well aware that it was deliberate on Sophia’s part, she didn’t grow incensed. Instead, she turned to Matilda.

reason, Matilda felt ill at ease as she sat there. Nonetheless, she replied, “No. There isn’t a specific time frame for

nodded. “I actually phoned him last night, but I didn’t ask him about his business trip. I just asked about the news on the

Matilda was stunned.

spoon, but she didn’t drink any. “He assured me that it’s merely a gimmick by the media, and it’s all drivel.” Matilda didn’t respond, so she chortled and continued, “He also said he doesn’t care about all that. As long as

really can’t tell whether she’s telling the truth or otherwise. I just feel as though it’s not quite right. After all, I’ve also phoned John some time ago, and he boldly admitted it. Could it be that she’s intentionally saying this because of Sophia’s presence? But what’s the use of doing so? Sophia won’t give a whit even if she says all this. Rather, it makes her appear petty. For

attention focused on her cell phone, obviously paying no attention to the two of them. Letting out a sigh, she suggested, “Belle, I know of a newly-opened restaurant whose

always flies into a rage at once, but now, she hasn’t uttered a single remark to make things difficult for her. Besides, I even vaguely sense that she appears to be steering me away from

in the first place. This isn’t all that nutritious, so

she hadn’t taken a single bite of anything sold in Sophia’s shop from beginning

pay, but Sophia merely pointed at the QR code payment at the side without even lifting

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