The Returning Ex

It was Valentine’s Day—a day for love—but ironically, Sophia and John were about to get divorced. Couples crowded before the marriage registration counter, a stark contrast to the one for divorce. Sophia peered at the counter for a while and smiled bitterly. Well, at least we don’t have to queue up. It’s a good day to get divorced, in a way.

John took a while to arrive, and Sophia saw him right when he entered. Sophia felt smug, for even though she wasn’t the one who proposed the divorce, at least she didn’t cling onto him. Instead, she was even happy to cooperate at this point. No matter how she looked at it, at least her dignity was still intact.

John came over to her and frowned. “How long have you been here?”

“Quite a while now. I didn’t expect you to be late.” Sophia smiled.

John grunted. “An emergency meeting came up, so I got delayed.”

“Let’s go, then. There’s no line here.” Sophia nodded.

her with enough alimony as well as some shares of the company. He had also given her some of his properties too. Since

into a trance. This is it, huh? As fast as the day we were here for our marriage certificate. Marriage and divorces were

when he proposed the divorce, it only took her a moment to agree. No point

the divorce certificate for a long while, then he stood up and looked

smile. “Sure. Let’s have our breakup meal.” John peered at her

but she didn’t want to show it explicitly. There was, of

cigarette out. “I gave you a ton of cash, and you can’t even treat me to one

I have no job, no skills, and no income stream, so I have to save whenever

cigarette in his mouth. “The dividend I pay you every month should be enough for your

it’s your treat.” Sophia