The Returning Ex

The custom-made evening gown John ordered for Sophia was ready in a few days, so he took her back to the house with a courtyard in the alley for a fitting. The designer was waiting for them, and he smiled as soon as he caught sight of Sophia. “I can already imagine how you’ll look in the evening gown.”

The evening gown was hung in a room inside, so the designer led Sophia in for a look. At first glance, Sophia was stunned. It was entirely different from the evening gown in the picture she showed the designer.

This was far more resplendent with a champagne-colored train, a deep V-neck, and a bare back. Furthermore, the waist was cinched to flaunt the wearer’s figure.

She looked at it for a long time yet didn’t make any move to try it on. This feels exactly the same as when I first laid eyes on my wedding gown back then. Mrs. Constance kept harping on how exorbitant the wedding dress was, making me feel unworthy of that luxurious dress, but from the look of things now, it’s just a matter of money. I now have money, too.

The designer flashed her a smile. “I’ll step out for a moment, so you try it on.”

Only when the room door clicked shut did Sophia take the gown down and slowly put it on. The measurements are just nice. There was a pair of champagne silver shoes beside the gown that was probably for her judging from the size. After putting them on, she then gazed at herself in the full-length mirror at the side. Sure enough, I look like an entirely different person.

“Didn’t you use to hide this wife of yours away? Why the stark difference now? You’re no longer afraid of her being seen

she was shy

over in his mind, vaguely aware that Sophia’s background wasn’t all that good. Back when John married Sophia, the wedding was so grand that Sophia’s background was later

many people weren’t optimistic about Sophia marrying above her station at that time, some claimed that it was true love. John, however, had never said a single word about the real situation, so these friends of

it’s time for her to show her face and meet

murmured his assent. “Her looks are naturally fine.” He was actually surprised that

knowledge can be slowly nurtured in the future. I think she’s rather smart with a spark of intelligence in her eyes,

out. She seemed a

lips, Sophia looked at the

a style suits you. Come, come, let your husband take a look.” He glanced over his shoulder at John. “You’re

to Sophia. Sophia was truly feeling embarrassed. This feels the same as when I spotted him while wearing my wedding dress back then. John stared at her gown intently before nodding. “It’s quite