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.

took out a bottle of

Elder Mr. Bailey coincidentally walked out of his room. Surprised to

of red wine she carried with her. With a heavy sigh, he

didn’t know what else to say to comfort

greeted Isabelle as she bowed her head

with her, Isabelle took

how did it slip

have listened to what others had to say, shouldn’t be this passive, and should have seized every opportunity to meet up

was aware that there was no relationship basis between them, so she really had to seek the chance

more she thought about it, the more bitter she

her phone, the screen showed the WhatsApp

alcohol, Isabelle recorded a voice message and said, “John,

she threw her phone aside without anticipating a

less because Sophia had turned

John waited patiently for her to find a comfortable spot. Holding her back into his arms, they enjoyed a goodnight sleep

and get ready for work. Gently moving Sophia aside,

the bathroom, Sophia was still asleep, and wasn’t disturbed

John gazed at her while putting

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

hold on himself, John

reacted a little slower

with delight, John caressed her face and turned to

took out his phone to read

message, he could hear

little tipsy, so she was mumbling, but he

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