The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

At this time, John had also ended his phone call and returned to the living room, looking at some documents. When he spotted Sophia coming down the stairs, he hurried over to her. “Are you feeling unwell anywhere?”

Sophia shook her head. “I’m fine.” In fact, she hadn’t been feeling particularly unwell in the first place. She’d merely been drowsy, so much so that she could barely keep her eyes open.

Giving her a thoughtful look, John raised a hand and touched her forehead. “I don’t think there’s anything serious either.” Then, he went over to the coffee table and took a liquid tonic. “I just had someone bring this over since you’re lacking energy and iron. While you won’t feel any immediate effect, it’s good for the body.”

Sophia glanced at the bottle in his hand. Pursing her lips, she asserted, “You don’t need to take care of me.”

At this, John chuckled. He was now not the slightest bit bothered by her blatant remarks in attempting to draw a clear demarcation between the two of them. “Who else would I care for if not you? I promised Grandpa, after all,” he declared brazenly.

Sophia closed her eyes for a moment. Here he comes again! When he has no argument left, he always uses Old Mr. Constance as an excuse. This man is truly shameless!

Upon seeing that she wasn’t declining, John opened the liquid tonic for her. After looking at it for some time, Sophia took it from him. She was indeed a tad weak recently, and she was well aware of it. Despite looking active and lively, she actually had a suboptimal health status.

tonic, John instantly asked, “Are you hungry? I ordered some soup for you. It’s now in the pot. I’ve been keeping it warm so that you can drink it when you wake up. Shall I

matter how aloof this man is, there are still times when he’s tender. It all depends on whether he wants to do so, but never had I imagined that the John Constance of

at her acceptance, John hastened

self. Once, I was also this servile in our marriage, even more so than he is at

brought the soup out, and it was at the perfect temperature. She wasn’t all that hungry initially, but when no rush of nausea assailed her at the smell, she didn’t mind drinking it. Sitting down in front of her, John then inquired whether it was

if

she be humiliated since she went over to my shop and showed off a few days ago? When she’d

went to the hospital’s official webpage. Logging in, she saw that her results were out. She couldn’t understand the report, but there were reference values at the end of it. While she couldn’t make head nor tail of it

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