The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia was still in a daze, nor did she understand what was going on while being dragged by Mrs. Hensley to the entrance of the village. There was already a crowd gathered over there, but Mrs. Hensley managed to have them make way with a bellow. “Excuse us! Sophia is here!”

Parked behind the parting crowd was a car, beside which stood a man who seemed worn from travel. Frozen to the spot, Sophia stared at John before asking, “Why are you here?”

John seemed tired when he replied, “I’m worried about you, so I came.”

Her mind blank, Sophia stared at John for a long while before questioning, “How did you even get here?”

John heaved a sigh upon hearing her question. “Won’t you let me go get some rest before this? I’ve been driving for a long time, so I’m exhausted.”

One of the villagers approached them. “Sophia, so is he your man?”

However, all Sophia did was gaze at John in silence, as if she didn’t even hear the question. Meanwhile, John was all smiles when he told them, “Hello, I wanted to come with her, but I got held back by some matters in my company. She was so impatient though, so she came back alone, which left me with no choice but to track her down like this, and it was tiring.”

The villagers knew nothing of their feud, so they ushered him in. “That’s true, the long drive must have been exhausting. Come on, you should go get some rest inside.”

snapped back to her senses. She pointed the way to her house stiffly while John drove. The two of them sat in John’s car for some time, seemingly not in a hurry to get off. Then, John

replied quietly, “You

he was rather unfazed when he stepped through it, only to find that the house was even emptier, and was without a decent piece of furniture. After looking around in the

door, Sophia asked,

her an immediate reply. Instead, he mumbled while checking out the photo, “So this is what you look

be seen in the photo, Sophia was wearing a slightly tattered dress while her hair was combed into two braids. It was apparent from her outfit that she was from a poor family, but her smile was innocent. Holding onto Sophia with a kind and loving

John could no longer recall what her grandfather looked like, as he had only met the latter a few times. During the later days, he only ever saw her grandfather in a sickly state, so he was rendered a mere shell of his former self. Sophia was leaning against the door frame with her brain in a muddled state, as she never expected him

Sophia replied. “You don’t have to since we aren’t

Moreover, she seemed sluggish and somewhat depressed. Walking up to

I learned to cook a few dishes during the

she could react, the villagers arrived at Sophia’s house. The village hadn’t had a visitor in a long while, so John’s presence

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