The Returning Ex

With her luggage in tow, Sophia went to the airport early next morning. Because the flight was too early, Sophia kept yawning from her insufficient sleep. Not long after arriving at the airport, the announcer started calling the passengers for her flight to come on board.

Zack booked a business class seat for her. Sophia went in first, so the passenger beside her hadn’t arrived yet. After she put her luggage and sat down, Sophia yawned a few more times.

More passengers came in after her, but not many. Hmm, not many passengers this time. She looked around her before lying down in a comfy position. Then she put on her eyeshade and slept.

Because she didn’t sleep much last night, Sophia drifted to sleep after she closed her eyes. She didn’t realize someone came to sit beside her later, nor did she care. It wasn’t until a stewardess came did she wake up. Sophia was gently nudged, then the stewardess told her, “Excuse me, miss. Do you need anything to drink?”

Sophia pulled her eyeshade up and squinted. “Cola with ice, thank you.” After the stewardess poured her drink, the passenger beside her took it for her.

She took it and had a sip before saying thank you, to which the passenger replied, “You’re welcome.” Wait, that voice… It’s familiar. Too familiar. Sophia paused for a moment, then, ever so slowly, she turned around to see who the passenger was. When she saw who it was, her expression froze.

Zack. Zack was covering his face, for he hadn’t been able to bring himself to look at John ever since

his back on both of them and plugged his ears with

ticket for me.” Sophia smacked her lips.

aloof man, John only grunted, stopping Sophia from asking a few questions she would like

downloaded some shallow ones to kill time. Unfortunately, she couldn’t keep her

pair of anti-glare glasses, and Sophia had never seen this side

corner of her eye, and she had to say that John was handsome. Well, all of the Constance men were decent-looking, but John was the hottest of them all. That was why she fell for him at first sight, for

from his looks, she didn’t like anything else about him, but that soon changed, though she didn’t know

she saw or thought of him. I never felt that way about any

her gaze and scolded herself, You’re divorced, so stop thinking about this. No

and wore her eyeshade again. Even if she couldn’t sleep, she didn’t want to see him. Not long after she leaned back against the seat with her arms crossed, she