The Returning Ex

John stopped talking again.

Sophia knew that he did not like noise, so she just sat quietly at the side.

She did not look at her phone either and just sat there aimlessly.

He started to get busy and was all over the place.

One moment he had his subordinate organize all the documents again, and the next moment he was out giving orders.

It was just like in the past where he completely neglected her.

Not long after she sat down on the sofa, she started to yawn.

There was a lounge room inside of John‘s office where he would occasionally take naps at noon.

But the lounge room was closed, so she had no idea what was behind that door.

Initially, she wanted to lie on the sofa and sleep for a bit, but she felt like it might cross the line.

She knew that her sleeping habits were not too flattering.

While he was over there working tirelessly, it was not too appropriate for her to be sprawled out here asleep.

Hence, she just fidgeted on the sofa for a while.

In the end, she leaned against the corner of the sofa while hugging a blanket and fell asleep.

before he was finally able to hand

up, he

sleeping position

ball in

to start with, being curled up like that almost made

stood up and went to stand

did not notice anything and continued sleeping with her

a sigh and

opened but she

hooked her arm over his neck and buried herself

her to the lounge room where he placed

faced her back toward him and hugged

slightly, but it did

forward to help her straighten it

he stood back upright, she started to

was unclear whether she was awake

why did I

at her

he came to

life, his

and married Isabelle. Although I was never close to her, I think she would make a good wife. Mom also likes her, so they would have gotten along very well. We would have had a smooth married life together. By now, we would probably have a child

conflicted after thinking

thought about his situation today, he