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.

was busy for a while before he was finally able

he looked up, he saw her sleeping

sleeping position looked

was curled up into a ball in the

with, being curled up like that almost made

stood up and went to stand by

did not notice anything and continued

let out a sigh and bent over to

but she

arm over his neck and

room where he placed her

her back toward him and hugged the

raised up slightly, but it

forward to help her straighten it back

as he stood back upright, she started to

her words. It was unclear whether she was

why did I meet

at her back for

not know how he came

his life, his life would have been so different

they would have gotten along very well. We would have had a smooth married life together. By now, we

felt conflicted after thinking

when he thought about his situation today, he felt