The Returning Ex

John placed his chopsticks down and looked at Sophia. His expression remained the same, almost as if whatever she just said didn’t affect him emotionally at all.

After she finished laughing to herself, she asked, “What’s wrong? Are you upset after hearing the truth?”

“Nope,” he answered, without batting an eye. “I’m quite pleased that you think that way. Otherwise, I’d feel sorry for having done you a disservice.”

The smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she glanced about her surroundings as if she didn’t know how to react to his words nor how to continue the conversation.

Studying the food in front of her—she barely ate anything—he asked, “You’re done? Are you full?”

In response, she placed her spoon down. “Yeah.”

Thus, he called for the check.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the man, who had secretly been taking pictures of them, had put his phone away.

To be honest, I don’t understand what’s the point of taking these photos. In the first place, drugging their opponents was a low blow. Seeing as we didn’t fall for their dirty trick, shouldn’t they keep to more honest means? Why do they have to go so far and bring it out to the open? Don’t they have any integrity?

Sophia stood up first. Then, she walked

seconds later, he squeezed her hand, then he moved her arm away and

nearly broke out

John can

As they passed by the man who was secretly snapping photos of them, Sophia used

have to anger me on the plane? The next time

in a neutral voice,

his voice wasn’t heavy; his tone leaned more toward pampering. After that, they left the

didn’t let go of his hand. Rather, she

smile on her face grew wider—she wanted to irritate and provoke him. Since he wants my help, he better not expect me to be obedient.

them entered the elevator, John finally spoke up, “Can

“Huh? Let go? Why? Aren’t we still outside? As long as we’re outside, we’re a

he wanted to say something, but he said nothing in

elevator. Their rooms were

even waved

made everything just now look like