The Returning Ex

John went over and pushed open the door, standing right at the entrance. “Sophia.” His voice was a tad loud.

Startled, Sophia gave a cry and raised her head in surprise. “Why are you here? Are you looking for Dylan?”

John swept his gaze over Dylan, only to see him reclining in his chair while staring at him calmly, even appearing as though he was anticipating a good show. He lowered his voice and replied, “No. I came here to look for you. Let’s go back.”

Sophia hadn’t yet finished her game, so she continued looking down at her cell phone. “Miss Bailey has left?”

“Yeah,” John answered. Then, he grew impatient and went over to her before tugging her up from the sofa by the wrist.

you’re such a…” Perhaps she’d wanted to curse him out, but she hurriedly ceased talking when she realized that this wasn’t the right place to do so. She withdrew her hand forcefully. “Let

and spot her here. While they appear all innocent and pure, they’re actually very much cunning. Thus, I don’t want them to see her and Dylan interacting so closely. Standing stock-still, he waited for

Dylan’s office, but she didn’t forget to turn back and look at Dylan when she reached the door. “I’m leaving. You must come when my

Dylan’s mouth

left Dylan’s office and waited for Sophia in the corridor. When Sophia came out, she cast several looks at him. Baffled, she asked in a lowered voice, “What

distressed about the video that leaked onto the Internet? Ah, you don’t have to worry. It’s just a video of a few seconds that can’t prove anything. The Constance Family is rich, so just hire some people to demand the full

I thought you two would have talked until

that was on the coffee table beside the sofa. It’s still where I placed it earlier, but he probably won’t touch

ease, and he seemed rather displeased. Nonetheless, Sophia wasn’t bothered about his mood although she used to be very much concerned