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.

bottle of red wine, opened

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

she carried with her. With a heavy sigh, he immediately got the picture. “My child,

didn’t know what else to say

well,” greeted Isabelle as she bowed

her, Isabelle took a

but how did it slip away in

this passive, and

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

she thought about it, the more bitter she

the screen showed the

alcohol, Isabelle recorded a voice message and said,

she threw her phone aside without anticipating a

vibrate, but he could care less because Sophia had turned around and snuggled

putting pressure onto her belly, John waited patiently for her to find a comfortable spot. Holding her

work. Gently moving Sophia aside,

he got out of the bathroom, Sophia was still

bed, John gazed at her while putting

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

get a hold on himself,

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

delight, John caressed her face and turned to

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

message, he could hear

was mumbling, but

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