The Returning Ex

John hastily headed out, with water still dripping from his wet hair. He might’ve been too rushed when he was drying himself in the shower earlier, and he didn’t even towel his hair dry. He wore a cold and stern expression on his face, showing how much of a bad mood he was in.

It felt like he had only taken a few steps out from his room before he arrived at the elevator, but the elevator had already gone down when he got there.

He annoyedly jabbed the button for the elevator before waiting with his brows furrowed. Once the elevator came, he went down and immediately left the hotel for the beach.

There were still small groups of twos and threes hanging around at the beach when he arrived. The lighting at the area was dim, and some individuals who couldn’t control themselves just hugged and kissed one another in public.

John found himself focusing on these people, but he stared at a few couples only to find that they weren’t Sophia. He ran his tongue across the back of his teeth.

If I hadn’t promised Old Mr. Constance that I would take good care of Sophia for the rest of her life, I wouldn’t even have come out to the beach. With that thought, he continued to walk further down the beach.

both Sophia and the singer were indeed standing by the sea, feeling the breeze against their

good place and leave whenever he got bored. With her arms wrapped around her shoulders, she asked, “Why haven’t you thought of

smiled as he explained, “Perhaps I haven’t found the right person to make me want to settle down.” He then turned toward her. “What about you? Was that

and lowered her head with a light chuckle. “I’m here to heal myself, I

I wouldn’t have expected you to be married.” He paused. “Why

should I hold

at comforting people.” Sophia thought of the slow, melodious song that she had heard at

cleared his voice, and began to sing while

singer’s voice was muffled by the sound of the wind, and she couldn’t hear it too clearly, but she felt an oddly depressing sensation in her

this point in life, she had been through countless experiences—most of them bad ones—but

seem to have control over her feelings. With a smile still on her face, she rubbed