The Returning Ex

John’s tone was neither light nor heavy. However, it gave Sophia a vague feeling that he wasn’t happy.

Thus, Sophia raised her brows and said nothing.

Meanwhile, the bartender glanced at the singer, then glanced at John. He seemed rather confused. At first, he thought Sophia was the singer’s girlfriend. But, looking at it now, it seemed like the woman also had a pretty close relationship with the man beside her.

The singer looked calm. “Why don’t you make them a drink? It’s not like you have anything going on right now anyway.”

The singer knew John. The last time he met Sophia by the beach, John had dragged her away on the spot. Still, Sophia mentioned that she was divorced. So, the singer observed John with a smile.

Seeing as the singer had already said that, the bartender naturally nodded in agreement. “Okay.”

Afterward, John ordered two drinks. The two names he mentioned were not something Sophia had ever heard of before. Ghost in the Graveyard? What’s that?

The bartender was rather professional. He prepared his ingredients and began mixing the drinks. Sophia was still leaning across the bar, watching as the bartender did various tricks while making the drinks.

Then, Zack leaned over and whispered to her, “I thought you were sleeping in the room. When did you come out?”

She swept a glance at him. “A long time ago.”

After a few moments, Zack suddenly roared with laughter and spoke in a louder voice, “I say; you don’t have to do this just because the two of you were in a fight, right? How can you visit a bar? Sophia, just you wait. You’ll face the music from your husband when you get back.”

her actions and

stared at Sophia. Then, he

and smilingly said, “Stop staring. Hurry up and

swiftly finished

up his glass and took

him, Zack did

Sophia looked at Zack. “Well? How does

in these kinds of things. So, he could only nod when he met her curious

I do about those drinks! You can’t even evaluate it even if you wanted

that, she chuckled

the other hand, John ignored them. After taking a sip, he found the taste to be acceptable. Thus, he

drink. Then, he took out his wallet, paid for the drinks, and

one shot. Putting his

left, the singer asked, “Your

his affairs.” However, she immediately smiled again. “Well, I benefit a

But, I’m afraid I’m not good with alcohol. I need to go back and sleep this off. Otherwise, I’m going to

stronger than normal. He thought that she was the singer’s new target, so he wanted to

walked out. When she neared the door, she could hear the bartender