The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Robin agreed, then she asked about Sophia’s life. Aside from fine, Sophia didn’t say much. After all, there was no need to talk about Isabelle’s case to everyone. Sitting beside them, Matilda only chimed in a couple of times, and she would look at Robin occasionally before averting her gaze slowly. After a while, Matilda told Sophia that they should be leaving, or they’d be getting in the way of Robin’s work.

Quickly, Sophia nodded. “Right, we should be leaving. Work hard, you guys.”

Indeed, the store was getting crowded, and Lincoln couldn’t handle it alone. Standing at the shop entrance, Sophia waved at Lincoln before leaving with Matilda. Instead of hailing a ride, they walked along the sidewalk. Subsequently, Matilda commented, “Robin’s a good girl. She knows where she goes wrong and manages to rectify them in time. You can keep being friends with her.”

Sophia was surprised. “Huh, what are you talking about?”

Matilda smiled. “You’re smart and naive at the same time. Forget it. It’s fine if you didn’t understand what I was saying. Just know that Robin’s a friend.”

Sophia was still confused. “Um, yeah, I know that.”

Instead of going home, the ladies walked around and had lunch. Sophia had her guard up all the time, and she kept seeing if someone was following her. It was daytime, though, and nobody would hurt her at this hour, so they had a safe trip.

her to a healthy food restaurant so Sophia could get all the necessary nutrients. When they were about to

hold Sophia anyway. “Seafood can wait until after your labor. For now, you should stay away from anything cold. Come

look familiar, but I might be seeing things. The ladies went to a room on the second floor, and it was a window

she went in, Sophia looked down and saw the pedestrians moving around. She pursed her lips and looked at the seafood restaurant, but the people she saw earlier were gone, and they wouldn’t

Sophia. “What are you doing there? See

replied, but she stopped for a moment before coming back. After taking the menu,

at her. “It’s normal. She’s probably

so. They’re in casual

She had come into contact with Mrs. Bailey many times, so Matilda knew she was just like the old her—arrogant, loved to put on airs, and had to doll themselves up before going out. Matilda had never seen Mrs.

menu back to the waiter. “This will be it

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