The Returning Ex

It had been a while since John left, during which Sophia wondered if he was playing the same trick on her again by hitting up a random woman. However, she felt relief upon seeing Isabelle a few minutes later, as she wouldn’t care who John was with as long as he wasn’t with Isabelle.

Apparently, Isabelle already saw Sophia and was coming straight for her after noticing that John was no longer beside her. In the meantime, Sophia leaned against the wall lazily with a half smirk on her face before opening up, “Hello, we meet again.”

With an upright posture, Isabelle stood while spouting words of accusation, “I never knew you have so many tricks up your sleeve, Miss Gwendolyn.”

“What do you mean by that?” Sophia huffed a laugh despite the stern look Isabelle wore. The heels Sophia wore helped to cut down the height difference between her and Isabelle as she was slightly shorter. There was a twinkle in her eyes when she pressed on, “He is my husband, so what if I played some tricks on my man? You aren’t even qualified to correct me.”

Despite the fact that Sophia wasn’t shrieking at the top of her lungs, neither was her voice soft. Isabelle frowned as she reminded, “You should be more wary of your surroundings.”

“Are you seriously telling me that?” There was a look of exasperation on Sophia’s face. “Why don’t you hold yourself accountable when you’re the one pestering my husband?”

at them. It was well-known that the Constances and

nose despite the fact that the two families had set down on a wedding date. While it wasn’t a widely known story, there were still a handful of people who knew about it. Isabelle frowned as she didn’t know Sophia had such thick skin to be able to say anything as she

am his wife, and as long as I remain as his wife, you’d better keep your hands to yourself because you will always be next in line no matter how badly

yourself with a married man but went so far as to court

upbringing, so she was never on equal grounds with

at yourself, Isabelle. Your confidence faltered as soon as I raised my voice, so you couldn’t possibly fight against me.” A fleeting smirk formed on Sophia’s

pat on Isabelle’s shoulder when she walked past the latter that her body swayed. With a low voice, Sophia said, “You’d better not cross me, Isabelle. Whenever I am upset with your

smile bloomed on her face as Sophia walked over to John in a hurry.

needed to give my orders regarding matters, but it’s done now, so we can leave.” That