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.”

to a stop outside a villa. The villa was massive, so it was apparent

woman’s car also came to a stop. Standing beside the car, Sophia lowered her head and glanced at her cell phone. Zack is calling again. All of a sudden, she recalled the fact that John was still facing a problem. Nevertheless, I don’t think he needs me to help him out with the problem. I’m sure he can resolve such a

phone, she twisted her head and stared at the woman who was approaching from behind. The woman put on airs and glanced at her when she walked past. Although the woman was wearing sunglasses, she could sense the disdain on her face when

back at Sophia, but Sophia didn’t even spare

before nodding. “Yeah.” His hesitation had Sophia feeling a tad surprised. After shouldering the guitar, Ian circled the

with Ian when he was free, but Ian raised his hand and placed

the gate upon seeing her. Ignoring Sophia

and right opposite was a sofa facing the door. A man getting on in years was currently sitting upright on the sofa with both hands propped on a cane, staring

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 surprising that this man could have a son like