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.

Thus, he was slightly astonished. However, he also knew that with her current

changed so much. Was that woman in the past a fake version of

into the room to look through his documents. However, he began feeling irritated not long after he started and was unable to continue reading

his irritation then looked at the clock again. In the end, he couldn’t stand staring at

that the seafood they brought back was not suitable to be kept in

things; he even needed Zack to notify him about it. Then, John lost it at that moment.

pressed his lips together. He could tell that John was in a terrible mood right 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

Zack for a long while—so much so that Zack thought John was about to say something harsh again.

saying that, John blew out his

control. Thus, he couldn’t help feeling that this trip had gone wrong since the beginning. Every part of the trip felt off to him—it was a strange entrapping feeling that made

loosening up slightly, he hurriedly said, “There’s a small bar at the hotel. Why don’t

service to deliver alcohol to their room. However, he considered it briefly and nodded. “It’ll be good to have

phones with them and left the room. When they arrived at the entrance to the bar, John saw Sophia standing by the bar before

was watching

were easy to deceive. All it takes is some bartender mixing