The Returning Ex

John had the driver send them home and gave Zack a call on the way back to have him bring them some food. The gown in which Sophia was in would make it inconvenient for her to eat in a restaurant, so he figured it would be more comfortable for her to go home.

The fact that John and Sophia decided to come home so early came as a surprise to Zack, so he asked, “Did the other guests bother you because of the scandals on the Internet?”

John gave some thought to the situation before realizing that it didn’t happen, as people would only talk behind their back instead of confronting him with their questions. Whomever invited to a charity dinner would most probably own a huge business, which meant that they would also be shrewd characters who knew to uphold a sense of propriety. The scandals were yet to be proven as true, so they wouldn’t say anything that would make an enemy out of him.

It was thus that John told Zack that nothing happened before telling the latter to bring them their dinner as soon as possible, as both him and Sophia had yet to have dinner, and it was already way past dinner time, to which Zack replied that he would see to the task immediately.

After hanging up, John loosened his tie. Occasions like that annoyed him too, but he had to inevitably attend them from time to time. There was no congestion to the traffic as they went home, so they didn’t spend much time on their journey home, and were soon back in their house.

home.” Sophia heaved a sigh of relief, then kicked off her shoes as soon as they stepped through the door. The accessories she wore were deftly taken off while she walked toward the sofa, which were later left on the coffee table. “These would be worth quite a lot, so I’ll return

jacket and changed his

I would be painting a target on my back for robbers if I wear them on normal days, so they’re useless to me no matter how much they are

her to be so calculating. A smile bloomed on his face, which was rare in itself. “You can

fine, as I do not know how much they are worth. It’ll only be a bother if I wound

barefooted to get changed into the pajamas she dug out from her room, which she quickly settled

a loose bun and removing her makeup, only to see Zack having arrived at their house, whereas the items he carried were laid out on the coffee table. The rich aroma of the food he brought could be smelled before she even reached the lower level, to which she asked while walking downstairs, “Have you brought something