The Returning Ex

After a while, room service had finally delivered a bowl of porridge, which John had specially instructed to be prepared as soft and smooth as possible. He first left it on the table for it to cool off before letting Sophia drink some warm water. Her being sick had made her rather weak and defenseless. At this point, she was even somewhat obedient.

After taking some water, he asked her if her gastric pain had gotten any better. Sophia grunted slowly with her eyes closed. No one knew if that was a genuine answer or a casual remark.

As John brought the bowl of porridge over, he helped Sophia up before feeding her while blowing on it. Sophia was indeed starving. No matter how sleepy she was, she still managed to swallow some of the porridge. After that, John got a napkin and gently helped her wipe her mouth.

Sophia peered at him and smiled. “I’d never imagine there’d be a day you’d treat me this nicely.” All of a sudden, John stopped wiping her mouth. Then, Sophia slid back down the bed and covered herself up with the blanket. She wriggled until she found the perfect position and fell asleep.

Meanwhile, John continued to watch her from the side for a while before putting things away and leaving the room. Everything that had transpired had tired him out, but he was not sleepy enough to fall asleep as he lay on the couch. He then put his hands under his head and stared at the black ceiling, reckoning that he would not be able to visit any place tomorrow.

He was not even sure if Sophia would recover by then. However, he was not too bothered by that, as there were not too many places that he wanted to visit. After all, this whole trip did not feel right to him, and it did not help that right now he had totally lost his mood to do anything.

good while before

biological clock would wake him up at the same time the next morning no matter how late he stayed up the night before. After getting up, he quickly went

somewhat distressed. Why is she still in the same position? Is she dead? He went up to her and placed his finger under her nose to see if she was still breathing. After confirming that she was still breathing, he chuckled to himself

this point, he patted Sophia’s shoulder.

her eyes, looking drowsy; he then heard a rather hoarse voice

such a reaction at a time like this. It was ridiculous since he had never been too keen on being physically involved with

you moving since you’re awake. Your fever is almost gone. We’ll grab something

the bathroom. She was extremely slow when she was freshening herself up. Every single action

freshened up, he thought he should do that too. As such, he moved over and stood next to her as the mirror in front of the sink was huge enough for both of them