The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia emphasized on the adjectives, and she stared straight at Isabelle. “But I’d advise that animal to be on the lookout. If it doesn’t, it might just find itself cooped up in jail for its failed schemes. Poor, poor animal.”

Isabelle frowned, agitated by Sophia’s remark. Then, she put her hand on Sophia’s shoulder and shoved her. “I’m going to do it anyway. What can you do?” she hissed.

Sophia took a few steps back when someone caught her in time. “What are you doing?” Matilda and John exclaimed at the same time. Immediately, Sophia looked back and saw Matilda holding her.

She was looking at Sophia nervously. “Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?”

It wasn’t a hard shove, so Sophia was fine, then she looked in another direction and saw John coming in. Isabelle saw him too, and she was shocked, her face paling by the second. Of course, she knew that John cared about Sophia more than himself at the moment, and he had the scare of his life after Isabelle pushed her. Then, he went up to them and held Isabelle’s wrist before shoving her away. “What do you think you’re doing, Miss Bailey?”

Isabelle staggered back a few steps before stopping. Still, she looked at John defiantly, albeit being a bit pale. “You’ve slandered me, Miss Gwendolyn. I don’t think what I did was wrong.”

Matilda frowned at Isabelle. “Do you have any idea what you just did, Isabelle?”

so she shoved me,”

covered her mouth, pretending to be

felt like laughing. Meanwhile, Isabelle kept on with her innocent act. “How do you expect me to know about your pregnancy?

Good show, Miss Bailey, but you forgot about one thing. You see, I’m an evil queen to you, so of course I have a backup plan.” Then, Sophia whipped her phone out. “Sorry, but I recorded what you

turned to Matilda. “Is

looked at Isabelle, upset, and she whispered, “Yes. That’s why

this to you. It’s my turn now.” After that, she went to the

you staying back to

room. She would be up next. “I had the high ground, and I’m not the kind of person who’d ask for sympathy. You want me to back Isabelle into a corner because John’s there to back me up? I’m not the kind of person who’d do that. Isabelle’s already fallen into my trap, and after what I did, John wouldn’t

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