The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John was surprised she’d change her attitude so quickly. Sophia was still calm during lunch, but she changed after he came back, and she even tried to suffocate him. He went up to her. “What happened?” he asked softly. “Did I upset you? Tell me.”

Sophia’s expression darkened. “Think long and hard about it. Think about everything you did to me.” Then she remembered a piece of news she saw where John took a lady along with him to spend the night. Damn it. I shouldn’t think about this. The more I think about it, the worse this guy becomes. Yeah, he has to explain this, too.

Frustrated, Sophia shoved his arm away and chased him out of her room, then she locked the door. She stood behind it angrily for a while before going back to bed. Even though she was furious, it didn’t take long for her to fall asleep, but she woke up in the dead of the night, because someone was beside her. She didn’t even need to open her eyes to know who it was. Nobody could be more brazen than John.

After they had lunch the next day, Matilda took Sophia out for a stroll, though they only walked on the pavement slowly.

Matilda asked her how the conversation went, and Sophia answered weakly, “Your son’s a jerk.”

Matilda nodded. “I hope your son won’t turn out like his father.”

Hearing this, Sophia couldn’t help but chuckle. She was about to tease Matilda, but before she could say anything, a car stopped beside them.

What are the odds?” Sophia almost couldn’t recognize her because of the sunglasses

was standing nearer to the road, and she smiled at Isabelle. “Oh, Isabelle. Fancy

smiled. “I was sending my brother to his tuition class,

but said nothing, then Isabelle looked at Sophia. “I first saw Ms. Gwendolyn, but I didn’t expect Ms. Flintstone to be here as well. And

here for a while. Come

aren’t you? Then I’ll be going now. I still have some business

Since nobody could see her now, Isabelle’s expression turned gloomy. She had seen them

she thought lowly of Matilda and only saw her as a stupid

When she got home, Isabelle went upstairs without greeting

looked at her and chuckled.

he reacts, but John didn’t call back either, not even when work is involved. His assistant’s handling it for him. Thanks to that, she hasn’t been in a good mood, and I guess

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