The Returning Ex

Sophia did not finish everything, but she did explain that she was still full from the meal she had earlier.

The girl did not mind. It looked like she had really given up on that shop.

After Sophia tidied up, she exited the shop and stood outside to look at it for a bit.

The entrance of that shop did look less attractive compared to its surroundings.

It was long overdue for a renovation.

But when she went in earlier and saw how carefree the shopkeeper was by herself, she suddenly started to envy her.

The girl had a place of her own to do what she loved.

When there were no customers, she could enjoy time to herself and not get interrupted by someone else.

Sophia also wanted a life like that.

She stared at the shop a little longer then turned to leave and returned to her house.

Her place was big enough and was in a prime location. It was a lot more comfortable to live there than at the Constance Residence.

She went through all the rooms once.

Perhaps she had been too uncomfortable at the Constance Residence that she suddenly liked the place now.

She figured she could redecorate it.

After taking a look downstairs, she came to a decision and went to the department store nearby.

Since she was rich now, she bought everything she wanted without a second thought.

the department store had

not find it troublesome to have to

into her living room—a rocking chair and

huge yoga mat in the empty

when she would use it, she got it

assortment of small decorative items, like a vase for the coffee table and a wind chime

bit, though she was tired, the house started to have a different look

was her home

vegetables which

left the Constance Residence in the morning,

was enough

done, it was almost

a cab and went

the company, she went straight up to John’s office, but he was not in there. It looks like he

long after, the door

was a woman

paused the moment

looked at her

came to drop off a document for

a smirk on

woman put the document on his table

corners of Sophia’s lips slowly curled

did not know the face of the woman, but her

she and John got a divorce, John stayed over at

she called him the next day, a woman’s voice came through

It must be her.

was still lying on the sofa