The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Not knowing what she had sent, John decided to ignore it and placed his phone back on top of the bedside table.

At that, John wondered why did she even bother to send a message this late?

Hugging Sophia in his arms, he fell asleep again.

Meanwhile, Isabelle held onto her phone tightly, but still, she had yet to receive a reply from John.

Gazing at the time, Isabelle figured it wasn’t that late. Besides, judging from John’s current position, he got caught up with work so often, he rarely got the chance to go to bed early.

Looking down at her phone, Isabelle was contemplating whether to resend another message, just in case.

She hadn’t been in contact with John for the longest time ever. Initially, she thought of giving him the brushoff for a short period of time because she was too clingy toward him.

However, after giving the cold treatment, it indirectly gave John and Sophia a chance to be close with one another.

As of now, even Matilda and Sophia got along really well together to an extent, Isabelle felt she had missed out so much.

Thus, she felt really worried these few days and intended to do something, but didn’t know where to start.

After waiting for a little while longer, Isabelle put down her phone and turned to walk out of her room.

she got downstairs, she took out a bottle of red wine, opened it, and went

out of his room. Surprised to see her, he asked,

Bailey saw the bottle of red wine she carried with her. With

he didn’t know what else to say to

Isabelle as she bowed her

her, Isabelle took

how did it slip away in a blink

listened to what others had to say, shouldn’t be this passive,

seek the chance to meet with

about it,

phone, the screen showed the WhatsApp conversation with

influence of alcohol, Isabelle recorded a voice message and said, “John, can’t you tell how

sending the voice message, she threw her

heard his phone vibrate, but he could care less because Sophia had turned around

to avoid putting pressure onto her belly, John waited patiently for her to find a comfortable spot. Holding her back into his arms, they enjoyed

ready for work.

out of the bathroom, Sophia was still asleep, and

gazed at

she wasn’t glaring at him and wouldn’t roll her eyes at him; she looked somewhat vulnerable, and

get a hold on himself,

a little slower than usual. “You’re so annoying!” she

her face and turned to leave the

down the stairs, when John took out his phone to read some news,

message, he

Isabelle was a little tipsy, so she was mumbling, but he could easily tell that

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