The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia sneered. “I don’t have a mother. My mother died a long time ago. In this world, I don’t have any relatives. Not even one. They’re all dead.”

The woman on the other side seemed to be affected by the word ‘dead’. In a cold voice, she replied, “Great, just great. Since you’re acting this way, then don’t blame us for what’s to come.”

Look, doesn’t this sound much better than before? Why are you putting on an act anyway? Isn’t it good to be true to yourself?

Sophia hung up the phone. Then, she simply stood there trying to recollect her emotions. Otherwise, the others would know that something was wrong with her as soon as she entered the house.

Thus, Sophia stood there for a long while. Before she could recover her wits completely, someone placed a hand on her shoulder.

Matilda was standing behind her. Her voice was low and gentle as she asked, “What’s the matter? Who called you? Is it someone you don’t like?”

Sophia looked back at Matilda, pursing her lips. “Yeah. It’s someone I don’t like.”

Matilda glanced at Sophia. “If there’s any trouble, just tell us. We’re here for you.”

Shaking her head, Sophia then said, “It’s not a big deal.”

Matilda sighed. “Well, you’ve always had a mind of your own. You should know how to handle it best, so I won’t press you anymore.”

The two stood there for a while before returning to the living room.

tried to hide her

Mrs. Constance smiled at her. “Sophia, come over and tell me what’s the matter. Why are

her best to make herself look normal. “I’m okay. I’m just a little

yet, so she quickly asked Ms. Cannon to get the latter something to

Old Mrs. Constance stared at Sophia for a long time, but

hadn’t left yet because Matilda told

in, he looked around

your wife first the moment you come in. There are so many people here, yet

she upstairs? Has she gone to

a while. She looked a little tired, so let her go and have a rest first. We’ll call her

it for a moment, then he said,

Blackwell laughed. “I’ve never seen John acting like this. I suppose

argue with her, for he simply smiled and

Striding over, John tried to keep his movements as soundless as possible. He sat

asked, “Did I

just lay there, blinking up

He thought for a

Sophia simply repeated, “No.”

now certain that Sophia was indeed in a bad mood. Thus, he asked softly,

eyes and

a kiss on her face before saying,

with a quilt, he

go downstairs but took his phone out and

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