The Returning Ex

After room service had delivered the beer, Zack opened the lid of the seafood meal and properly arranged it on the table.

Then, Sophia edged in. “Let’s dig in.”

Her proactiveness caught John’s attention. At this point, she even brought a chair over and sat in it.

First of all, she reached for a crab claw. “The crab claws from this restaurant are fat and juicy.”

After finishing her sentence, she took a bite of it.

John gave her another glance.

For reasons unbeknownst to him, the sight of this reminded him of how Sophia used to eat at the Constance Residence.

He recalled that at that time, Sophia would eat properly—small bites and a soft voice. Her demeanor was truly lady-like.

Zack could no longer take it. “Could you please wash your hands first?”

Sophia scowled at him. “I’m not eating the shells anyway, so why should I wash my hands? Look at my hands—they’re only touching the shells.”

As she explained, she showed Zack where her hands were touching, but her hands were so greasy that it made it hard for Zack to stare at them.

At this point, John smiled. “It would’ve been great if you were also like this when you were at my place.”

Sophia’s eyes widened. “If that was the case, I would’ve been kicked out of the Constance Residence after just two days.”

keeping the rules, and the thought of her

“Then things would’ve been much

much I received after divorcing you. If I

lips were full

to her. She took it and casually wiped her

it to John, who had just opened a bottle of beer and poured some into

another glass. “Could you pour me some

“What

eating

face and reluctantly poured a

wiped them before grabbing

glass clinked with hers. “If you were like

and did not complete

there was not a chance she would have been married to him

Sophia would definitely get into

the utmost attention to

knowing what point John was trying to make, Sophia could not be bothered

for the three of them to have such

their glasses in their hands and gave each other a

good drinker, so after just a few glasses of beer,

think I’m done. I can’t

I need to lie down for a bit. Otherwise, I may not be