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?”

you pleased with yourself

enough allowance every month, though she was never really a big spender; he

led to huge differences in their mentality. Women wanted men to care for every aspect of their lives. Whereas, men figured that doing one thing for them was more than

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 on edge and in fear. She was scared that he was not happy or satisfied to the point that she even felt guilty when Old Mr. Constance passed away. Why didn’t Old Mr. Constance’s illness get better even after they had the wedding? But things were better now as she finally reached the end of

she was a bit reluctant, she had to admit that it came as a breath of relief to her. They

not look 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

say. She had never said those things to him before, or she did but he just was not paying