The Returning Ex

An apology actually made no difference at this time, and Sophia didn’t think the singer had anything to apologize for either. She glanced out the window for a moment, the issue with John slipping her mind entirely. “What’s your name? I’ve never asked you this,” she asked in a low voice.

Looking at her, the singer chuckled. “Ian Morgan.”

“Ian Morgan,” Sophia repeated. “It sounds pretty nice.” At this, she lowered her voice again. “Was the woman earlier your mother?”

Ian’s expression froze. “No.”

Sophia chortled. “I thought so. While I didn’t see her entire face, I think you two look different.”

Having thought of something, Ian sneered, “We’re not at all alike.”

The villa was massive, so it was apparent that

beside the car, Sophia lowered her head and glanced at her cell phone. Zack is calling again. All of

put on airs and glanced at her when she walked past. Although the woman was wearing sunglasses, she could sense

didn’t even spare her

His hesitation had Sophia feeling a tad surprised. After shouldering the guitar, Ian circled the car and came

Ian when he was free, but Ian raised his hand and placed it on her shoulder, applying slight force as he

gate, and he hurriedly opened the gate upon seeing her. Ignoring Sophia and Ian, the woman entered ahead of them. With his arm around Sophia, Ian followed her into the

a sofa facing the

house, Ian stopped a few steps by the door. Sophia merely stood still and said nothing, while Ian pursed his lips before greeting the man as ‘Dad’ after a long while. Taken aback, Sophia frowned slightly and turned her gaze on the man on the sofa. It’s rather