The Returning Ex

Isabelle turned and stared in the direction of the door. The voices sounded very near, and Sophia’s giggles were even laced with shyness. Everyone in the room could hear the sounds from the corridor outside, so almost everyone was looking at the door.

When Sophia and John appeared at the room door, Sophia was holding onto John’s arm, her entire person leaning against him as though she was boneless. John, on the other hand, was on the other side of the door, so his expression wasn’t quite discernible. Tittering, Sophia continued, “I couldn’t possibly finish everything. What a waste!”

After John’s figure had passed the door, he languidly countered, “Weren’t you fond of such wastage in the past?” His voice was actually very placid without any particular emotion, but it sounded somewhat indulgent.

Pursing her lips, Isabelle heaved a long and silent sigh. Everything Mrs. Constance told me doesn’t quite fit the situation now. Beside her, Old Mr. Bailey lost his temper and snorted before he sprang up and slammed the door closed.

Isabelle retracted her gaze. After a few seconds, she then chuckled. “Alright, let’s eat. Don’t let such trivial things ruin our mood.” Elder Mr. Bailey seemed to have something to say, but after glancing at her, he kept silent. A strange atmosphere lingered in the room.

walking on air. Only after getting into the car did she instantly squash the smile on her face. She stretched lazily before exclaiming, “Ah, how gratifying!” However, it wasn’t certain whether she was referring to the fact that she’d stretched

bother, but she then glimpsed the

shouldn’t be taking phone calls. Don’t you know that

screen and answered the call right away, feigning ignorance as to the caller’s identity. “Hello?” There was a sudden silence on the other end, so she repeated the greeting before grousing,

surprise, “It’s a call from your mother! Hah, if I’d known that it’s her, I wouldn’t have answered

want to take offense to such a petty trick, so he merely greeted his mother and asked what

that Sophia was right beside John, she couldn’t talk smack

on the pretext of driving, aware