The Returning Ex

The singer lifted his head and looked up at the sky. “I’m sorry; I forgot about the weather.” Putting his guitar away, he continued, “Let’s go. Why don’t we return together? I’ll treat you to a drink.”

Sophia raised her brows at him. “Sure.”

Then, the two of them walked and chatted about some of the places the singer had been to before.

Sophia knew very little about the outside world. Therefore, she was extremely curious about that.

While they were talking, they arrived at the entrance of the hotel’s little bar.

At this hour, the bar wasn’t open yet. However, the singer was a familiar face there. Thus, he naturally had special privileges.

Then, he brought her inside with him. The bartender was cleaning out his bartending equipment at the time. When he saw the singer coming inside with Sophia, his mind wandered into the gutter. Thus, he greeted the singer, “Come on over! What do you want to drink? It’s my treat.”

Sophia had only seen bartending in TV dramas, so she was rather interested in it. Leaning across the bar, she smiled widely. “Give me something you’re good at; something with some difficulty.”

The bartender smiled and began preparing a drink on the spot.

see Sophia anywhere. Thus, he was slightly astonished. However, he also knew that with her current temperament, there was no

in the past a fake version of her? Or, is the current her the

his documents. However, he began feeling irritated not

realized that it had not even been 20 minutes. He suppressed his irritation then looked at the clock again.

sounded from the outside—it was Zack. He claimed that the seafood they brought back was not suitable to be kept in the refrigerator. Things like seafood

thought about these things; he even needed Zack to notify him about it. Then, John lost it

now. So, his voice lowered, “What I meant is… we couldn’t let loose outside. But, we’re at the hotel now. Why don’t we drink a little and finish off the food? Sophia ordered these. I don’t know if

Zack thought John was about

that, John blew

feeling that this trip had gone wrong since the beginning. Every part of the trip felt off to

Zack saw John loosening up slightly, he hurriedly said, “There’s a small bar at the hotel. Why

only going to ask room service to deliver alcohol to their room. However, he

the entrance to

the bar, she was watching the bartender

deceive. All it takes is some bartender mixing drinks for her to