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.

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

first floor, Elder Mr. Bailey coincidentally walked out of his room.

carried with

didn’t know what else to say

she bowed her head and walked

glass with her, Isabelle took a few

she was confident that she had the chance, but how did it slip away in a blink of

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

that there was no relationship basis between them, so she really had to seek the chance to meet with him often to cultivate their relationship. Otherwise,

it, the more bitter

up her phone, the screen showed the WhatsApp conversation

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

the voice message, she threw her phone aside without anticipating

care less because

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

next morning, John had to wake up and get ready for work. Gently moving Sophia aside, he got

the bathroom, Sophia

at her while putting

asleep like this, John got all warm-and-fuzzies because she wasn’t glaring at him and wouldn’t roll her eyes at him; she

a hold on himself, John leaned forward to

his face away from hers, Sophia reacted a little slower than usual. “You’re so annoying!” she

delight, John caressed her face and turned

his phone to read some

on the voice message, he could hear Isabelle’s

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

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