The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Pursing her lips, Sophia murmured in assent.

After a long time had passed, Robin then commented, “Ian will surely feel aggrieved when he learns about it.”

Sophia was startled, at a loss as to what this matter had to do with Ian.

After saying that, Robin then smacked her lips. “Anyhow, it’ll be scandalous if the two of you still live together when you’re divorced.”

Sophia heaved a sigh. “How I wish John shares the same sentiments as you do!” He isn’t bothered whether it’ll be scandalous. A headache assailed her when she recalled his unabashed behavior last night.

Meanwhile, John went back to Sophia’s house in the taxi. He’d long since taken his luggage upstairs, and he wasn’t planning to carry it back down either. He merely came back to straighten up the kitchen. While Sophia had deleted his fingerprint for the door lock to her place, he still remembered the password. Thus, the lock couldn’t possibly keep him out.

After he was done cleaning up, he then left and hailed a taxi back to Constance Residence. Old Mrs. Constance knew that he was back ages ago, so she cackled as soon as he stepped foot into the house. “You finally found your way home, huh?”

Walking over, John parked his butt on the sofa and stretched. “I arrived too late last night, so I didn’t come home immediately.”

very much laid-back, but she had a retort ready. “Enough of your excuses. Did you think I’m

wrap an arm around her shoulder. “You know

corner of her eye, Old Mrs. Constance then commented, “Nonetheless, I’ve got to remind you to take things easy. Sophia

 Besides, that woman always has a mercurial temper

Constance then asked whether he had eaten, to which he murmured an affirmation and replied, “I’ve eaten. I only came back to see

Old Mrs. Constance then said, “Oh yes, do talk to Dylan if you see him at the office. Your aunt was insistent on arranging a blind date for him last night, but he refused to go. The two of them then exchanged words. Your aunt came over early in the morning and told me that she’s a touch worried, so just try talking to him. It’s for his own good, so

agreeing to do so. “Got it. I’ll talk

in a traffic jam. Traffic came to a head long before he’d reached the traffic light. He couldn’t see what had happened ahead, but many people alighted from their cars and walked to the front for a look before coming back while cursing aloud. It was impossible to turn the

the intersection, for the two cars collided well before the junction. Judging from the condition of the cars, it

Hmm, this is a nice turn of events. It’ll take the edge off my

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