The Returning Ex

Zack came out after John rang the doorbell, and he looked like he had just gotten ready.

Then, Zack looked at Sophia, who was standing behind John. “Sophia Gwendolyn, are you feeling better?”

Sophia grunted after staring at Zack for a good two seconds.

She was indeed a lot slower than usual.

Zack sighed. “You’ve suffered so much throughout this trip.”

At this point, John recalled what he did to Sophia yesterday, and he felt that he was to be blamed for what happened to her.

But in his defense, Sophia was under the influence of alcohol when she went into the bathroom and stood below the showerhead, so he should not be blamed for causing her to take the cold shower.

He should only be blamed for what happened after that, and he reckoned that under those circumstances, the average person would not be able to prevent that from happening.

After the three had entered the elevator, Sophia stood furthest away from the door and was silent the whole time.

Her head was leaning on one side, and the marks on her neck were clearly visible.

John saw them but dared not look at them again; he thought he might have lost control yesterday.

Zack was not as attentive. He glanced at Sophia then looked at John before commenting in a deep voice, “Sophia, you look a little upset.”

John glanced at Sophia from the corner of his eyes.

upset. It was just that she was

in, “Perhaps she

at the restaurant, Sophia was still silent the

time when they were here, Sophia was really

the orders, Zack turned

Sophia blinked. “Anything.”

a frown when

reminded him of what she was like

welled up within John that came out of nowhere, and that confused and irritated him, but Zack was totally nonchalant. After ordering for John and Sophia, he passed the menu back to the server before turning to Sophia.

because she felt that her first

at her as seeing her kept reminding him of what happened in the past. It was like something that he could not break through, and those memories were what he

they were eating, Sophia was still not talking, and John was just being habitually

“Miss Gwendolyn, now that

transfer all the effort you put into chit-chatting to work, you wouldn’t be in this position

do put in a lot of effort into

did not

finished the meal, John took out the antipyretic for

it from him. She

Zack’s eyes widened and John was

John passed the glass of water next to his hand to her. “You should take

water

worried Zack. “Did the