The Returning Ex

From the beginning to the end, John didn’t show much astonishment or surprise at Sophia’s appearance, so despite the two people praising her to the skies at the side, she merely felt that it was passable. I probably won’t stand out at a party filled with stunning beauties.

After scrutinizing herself from head to toe and finding no flaws, Sophia then changed back into her clothes, leaving the makeup to be removed at home later. I wonder how much this evening gown costs. Ah, no matter. It’s not my money anyway.

When she’d packed the shoes as well, John took them over to the car. Meanwhile, Sophia got into the car after bidding the two people farewell. “I’m starving.”

While putting on his seatbelt, John suggested, “Let’s dine out.” It’s so late now. If we’re to go home and cook now, it might be a while yet before we get to eat.

Sophia was actually feeling lazy, so she nodded. “Sure.”

The car drove toward the city center. At this time, the nightlife had just begun, so traffic was rather heavy, forcing John to drive relatively slower. “What do you want to eat?”

gazed out. “I’m not picky. Let’s just eat whatever you

at the entrance instantly jogged over as soon as he saw John since he was a regular patron here. John alighted with Sophia, upon which the valet smiled brightly. “Mr. Constance, this

steered Sophia into the restaurant. He had his regular private room, so the server led the way along a long corridor that was lined

of a private room at the side swung open. It was a server coming out with tea, leaving the door wide open. With a casual glance, Sophia spotted the people in the room, and naturally, the people inside

These were the two persons she’d seen before, so the others in there today had to be of the Bailey Family as well. In the blink of an eye, John had also glimpsed the people in the room. He hesitated slightly, and Sophia could

then wanted to close the door behind him after exiting, but Isabelle blurted, “Wait!” Nonetheless, one couldn’t

the door. “Yes?

went over in a few steps. Meanwhile, John had already taken several strides forward while the server was about to close the door. Coming over,

Sophia surreptitiously reached out and took his arm. Halting, John turned and looked at Isabelle. “Miss Bailey, what