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.

“Wait! I haven’t worn my shoes yet. My shoes! Hey, John Constance, 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

hurry. I just don’t want other people from the Constance Family to come over 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 her to put on

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 new shop opens, okay? It’ll be

of Dylan’s

When Sophia came out, she cast several looks at him. Baffled, she asked in a lowered

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

subject. “But why did Miss Bailey leave so soon? That’s not quite right. I thought you two would have talked until you get off work at least.” After she’d said this, she chuckled. “Nonetheless, the picture of you working together with Miss Bailey is

ignored Sophia who was jabbering at the side. Only after he’d entered his office did Sophia leisurely follow suit. As soon as she stepped into the room, she caught sight of his glass that was on the coffee table beside the sofa. It’s still where I placed it earlier, but he

appropriate for us to share. I’ll buy you another one someday.” However, John’s frown didn’t ease, and he seemed rather displeased. Nonetheless, Sophia wasn’t bothered about his mood although she used to be very much concerned about that in the past. Now, all she cared