The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

If things went on in that direction, Matilda might very well blurt out the fact that Sophia was pregnant. Scratching her head, Sophia tried to imagine how John would react once he knew she was pregnant, but to no avail. Despite the fear of knowing how he would react, she couldn’t help but be curious about it. The two choices were pulling her in two directions, putting her in a tight spot.

Subsequently, Sophia took out the report from the checkup and stared at it. Soon, the commotion downstairs indicated that dinner was ready, so she quickly tucked the report away. Without needing John to come get her, she went downstairs after tidying her clothes.

In the meantime, the others had already set up the table, while John had gotten to the staircase, apparently intending to go get her. Upon noticing that Sophia came down on her own, John smiled. “Come, let’s eat.”

Laying eyes on John, Sophia realized he was still wearing the apron, which presented him as a family man. Sophia pursed her lips, only to let out a giggle after a few seconds. “You look nice in that.”

John smiled as soon as he heard her remark. “Is that so? If that’s the case, I suppose I will cook for you whenever I have time.”

Without a word, Sophia entered the dining room alongside John. Meanwhile, Matilda was already sitting by the table. Staring at the dishes laid out on it, she clicked her tongue. “My son sure has changed after marrying his wife. He can cook almost anything.”

Both Sophia and John were startled by Matilda’s words, as she didn’t depict them as being independent from each other. However, Logan began eating as he didn’t notice what Matilda said.

other hand, Sophia took a deep breath while her stomach began churning. Due to the variety of dishes, she was being presented

the dining room in a hurry. There was a pause in John’s movements before he stood up, but Matilda was even faster

when she puked, which literally emptied her stomach of

while heaving a sigh. “Bear with it. That’s

John held a menacing gaze while looking in the direction of the washroom from the entrance of the dining room.

John, Matilda heaved a sigh. “I suppose it was because

at Sophia’s pale face. “Are you sure it’s

of course it is. What else could it be?”

“I’ll be resting upstairs. Since I no longer have an appetite now, I’ll eat later

go up on her own, whereas John stood watching after taking a few steps from the table. Upon helping Sophia lie down on bed, Matilda was beginning to feel sorry for her, as she knew how

venting out her frustrations on him by bossing him around, which somehow made her feel

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