The Returning Ex

After sending her back to the hotel, Zack went back to his work. Sophia took a bath and called for room service so she could have her favorite food. When she was done enjoying herself, she killed time by lying on the bed.

John and Zack should be in the conference by now. Sophia looked outside the window and squinted, remembering the woman beside John that night.

Even though they didn’t say a word to each other, it was as if a big fight had broken out between them. Sophia could feel the woman’s belligerence toward her, and she knew John could feel her enmity toward his companion. Why else would he scoff at me and snort when nobody was looking?

That memory vexed her. When dusk had arrived, Zack told her they were at the banquet. Sophia sat up and replied, ‘Okay.’

She felt smug, for having a spy there made it convenient for her. Then, she went to pick a dress and took her time doing her makeup. Doing makeup wasn’t an easy thing, and Sophia dragged it out.

Thanks to that, it took her one hour before she exited the hotel all dolled up as she slowly walked on her high heels.

Zack had sent her the location, so Sophia hailed a ride there. The banquet was held in a luxurious restaurant, and every guest needed to show their invitation card before admittance was allowed.

she wasn’t in a hurry either, so she

inside, so Sophia plucked one and put it above her

not the hotel, so she came to the front door a while later. Zack was waiting for her, but from the looks of it, he drank

back at her.

so?” She arched her

your ex-husband. Come with me. I don’t think I can do

you mean?” Zack took her into the hotel without any explanation. Since Sophia was all dolled up, and Zack obviously came from the banquet

her to a waiting room. Then, he told her to stay here while he went

wasn’t going to agree to that. “You expect me to wait? I’m here to mess things up, so how should I do that if I

looked serious. “I don’t have time to explain, so just listen to me and