The Returning Ex

John pushed the document toward her. “Look at what I highlighted and cross-check the data again. There’s something wrong with it.”

Stunned, Miss Allen went over to retrieve the document and looked over it carefully. In a soft voice, she said, “I’ve checked this before.”

He scowled at her. “Do the calculations again.” There was a hint of impatience in his voice which Sophia found funny. He used to be impatient with me too, but he was still able to restrain himself and talk to me kindly. It must not have been easy.

Miss Allen was fidgety. After apologizing for her carelessness, she took the document and hurried out of his office. Sophia smacked her lips and slowly shook her head. “Seeing you now, I suddenly have this feeling that you weren’t really that bad to me after all.”

He was taken aback. Putting down what was in his hand, he looked at her in a serious manner. “Did I treat you that badly?”

didn’t you know? Were you pleased

being hard on her. He gave her enough allowance every month, though she was never really a big spender; he never

to huge differences in their mentality. Women wanted men to care

out a smile unwittingly, clearly trying to ease the atmosphere. “I don’t know about other people, but being with you, John, makes me feel so exhausted. You don’t feel like home to me. There’s no warmth.” Thinking back on it, she spent all her days with him

she had to admit that it came as a breath of relief to her. They were finally divorced. A great weight

like she slept well these past two days from being so enraged by her. As such, Sophia was over the moon. Still, she could not figure out what went through her mind back then. How could she bring herself so far down for a

never said those things to him before, or she did but he just was not