The Returning Ex

Naturally, Sophia did not act polite. In fact, she could not wait to see the reaction of Mrs. Constance after she started living in this bedroom Mrs. Constance had prepared for Isabelle.

Sophia entered with her luggage and was very satisfied with it after looking around.

The maid looked around and quickly left.

John stood by the door and leaned on the door frame, crossing his arms while looking at Sophia.

Sophia glanced around. Seeing that John was in such a state, she chuckled. “Why are you staring at me like this? Is it because I made your mom angry at the dinner table, so you’re here to settle things with me?”

She then sat and turned over on the bed before lowering her head to touch it. “This bed is quite soft. It must be an expensive bed.”

With this, she lifted her head and looked at John.

John was still staring at her but did not look angry. Instead, he had a curious face on him.

All of a sudden, Sophia felt like pulling a prank on him, so she patted the surface of the bed beside her and said, “Do you think it’ll be very comfortable on this bed?”

After Sophia finished her sentence, she tilted her head and smiled at John. Her face seemed as if she was seducing him.

John’s gaze also fell on Sophia’s body as he looked at her from head to toe, and back, twice.

Suddenly, he chuckled. “If we have the time, we can definitely try it out.”

Sophia was slightly taken aback. Did John learn how to flirt back? Not bad at all. Clearly, he has improved a lot.

to him. Hence, she wanted to find a few more words to flirt back with

could say anything, Sophia heard someone talking in the corridor. “John, if there’s nothing else,

was Isabelle’s voice. It seemed that she was standing quite close to the

up and managed to reach the door in

the door frame while Sophia leaned on the other side of the door frame and poked

too far and had a calm face on

“Don’t go. You’ve only been here for a while. Come

I see

a young lady from a respectable family. No matter the situation or the circumstances she was

her head and said,

turned

Isabelle disappeared from the staircase on the second floor before lightly slapping her own mouth. “You’re

his gaze from the staircase and turned around to

their rooms were separated by a wall while the doors to both rooms were just beside each

he stood, John returned to his own

own room as it was shared by both Sophia and him

door open while her head poked

no longer

no longer had the right to

thought, she reached

Constance had prepared a

were a lot of pajamas in the

to hook