The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

After cleaning up her room, Sophia left for the kitchen to check on the ingredients in the fridge so that she could plan out what to make for dinner. There were still some veggies, a fish, as well as some ingredients for a salad, which should be more than enough.

While she was busying herself with meal prep, Logan arrived in a flurry of anger. With how he looked, people might assume he was there to pick a fight with her instead of being her support. From within the kitchen, she instructed, “You’re just in time to help with washing the veggies.”

Logan obeyed without hesitation, fastening the apron around him. “What happened last night? John told me you were being targeted.”

Chuckling, Sophia commented, “He sure does tell you everything.”

“Of course.” Logan seemed to assume it was natural that John trusted him. “It’s because John and I have a common goal in mind. Come, tell me what happened last night. Who has the guts to cross you?”

Sophia hummed in response before taking over the conversation. “How should I know what’s going on? I am still feeling confused about the incident.”

Although they were the only occupants of the house, Logan whispered upon moving closer to Sophia, “Could Isabelle possibly be behind this? That woman is a scoundrel, so could she be plotting against you in secret?”

to jump to conclusions as she had no proof. “I don’t know, but I don’t

licked his lips. “Could it be the Morgans? It’s possible that

immediately suspect them whenever something shady happened. While they were chatting, they

not back yet? I thought you would all be here.” Meanwhile, Sophia went to the fridge as she knew the dishes they made wouldn’t be enough for dinner now that they had more people, so she wanted to make a few more. With a frown, Matilda checked on Sophia. “You shouldn’t be

sure is mutable, Sophia thought. Despite her claiming to feel sorry for John not so long ago while whining about him not being suited for cooking, it turned out that she had

Matilda sat down on the sofa, he snuck up to

she joked, “Perhaps she finally realized how nice of a person I

stubborn woman who is hard to get along with. I never liked

gave a hum before taking a jab at him. “Not many people like you anyway. Do you not notice the faces of those

Sophia’s shoulder. “We are birds of a feather indeed! I knew it as soon as

washing the veggies, whereas Matilda’s expression soured upon seeing that Logan

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