The Returning Ex

Neither was Sophia certain of John’s plans. She turned to look out of the window as she smacked her lips. “John is the type of person who would choose to ignore certain things, which could be frustrating. I just don’t understand him.”

That was how the two of them differed from each other, as Sophia would most certainly charge head on to confront whoever that slandered her. She could hardly tolerate being defamed, so she would fight back tooth and nail till the perpetrator was condemned for eternity.

“Mr. Constance might have his own concerns and plans. I was never involved in business dealings, so I don’t know much about it,” Ian said after a moment’s silence.

“You sing well, so I think it would be a pity if you gave up on that.” Upon glancing at Ian, Sophia changed the topic, only to garner a smile from him.

The waiter served them their soup after some time before the other dishes arrived. It was then that Sophia took out her phone to take a photo of the food on the table before posting it on Facebook.

have friends, she wasn’t sure why she did that. Perhaps it was out of a desire to put it up somewhere, but she dared not think of who could and would see

during which Sophia inquired about Ian’s plans while working with his family, only to find out that he never had any, as he never wanted to work there but was forced to do so by his father,

A drifter he was, who never went home for two years. Old Mr. Morgan was becoming more sentimental as his age caught up with him, which

which he jokingly chided Sophia for enjoying hot pot instead of

after he waved at Sophia through a lowered window that he drove

best to recall what happened when

the house, but there was no one in the living room, so she

the living room, which was the same as before, without any signs of having been searched through. There were sounds of people walking on the second stairway on the second floor when she scanned her surroundings carefully, and John was

eyed as his