The Returning Ex

Zack seemed a little stunned by Sophia’s words. She then burst into laughter as she explained, “I was just fooling around; you don’t have to take me so seriously.” To change the topic, she gestured toward him. “Come and eat with me.

You’ve had a lot to drink just now, and I’m sure you haven’t gotten much to eat.” She ordered a little too much, and she definitely wouldn’t be able to finish her food.

“Your stomach is weak, so you shouldn’t eat so much of these spicy foods,” he remarked as he glanced at the dishes on the table. He then looked at the time before he continued, “I’m not going to stay for food as I still have some documents to review. You know your ex-husband; he’d murder me if I ever neglected my work.”

Sophia only nodded. “Alright; you should head back to work, then. We can have a meal when you have the time; we haven’t eaten together in a while.”

“Sure,” he answered with a nod.

She didn’t see him out and instead sat down and continued to consume her meal slowly. Every now and then, she glanced at the other pill placed on the table from the side of her eye. Although the pill definitely eased a lot of her troubles, she couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy since this was her first time taking it.

moving chopsticks came to a halt as she felt a sudden need to simply laugh at herself. I’ve never gotten pregnant

it. She placed her chopsticks down once again as she felt her mood being impacted by all

to the window and looking out. She had actually lost her appetite to eat. Looking out, there were only a few people left at

I’ve been especially hypocritical ever since I came out here. Although there weren’t many people who really acknowledged my existence in the Constance Family, at least I had people around me

a little longer before

small bar downstairs that was only accessible for guests. Sophia hadn’t planned on entering, but it was the time of the night

herself back, she headed over and found an empty spot before sitting down in a corner. The waiter hurried over to take her order. “Do you have sky juice?” she asked

waiter was a little surprised, but he simply nodded and replied, “Yes,

she got herself some crisps and fruits. With her legs crossed, she glanced around the bar before her gaze landed on a singer who was performing on a

person caught her attention as he was strumming on a guitar while he sang. It was a song with a foreign language, and she didn’t understand its words, but the gentle and soft