The Returning Ex

Eventually, Sophia realized she had had too much to drink, so she waved her hand to stop herself from drinking. “Hold on, I think I had too much to drink.”

“Indeed.” Ian nodded, for it was never a good thing to have drunk too much while not at home.

Sophia was struggling to get up on her feet. “I have to go home now, as it’s not safe for me to stay here after drinking so much.”

“Let me send you home.” Up he stood to help support Sophia while wearing a smile.

Sophia lifted her gaze to look at Ian while she nodded. “Alright, but you have to be quick, as it would be troublesome if I run into some bad guys.”

She’s quite careful despite her wobbly steps, Ian figured as he helped her out with his guitar in hand.

Ian was a little baffled by how she trusted him with her secrets and having drunk so much in his presence. Never once did

starting the car engine, Ian drove to her house. They arrived at their destination in the dark of night, but John had yet to go to bed as he sat on the sofa while flipping through the channels. Upset as he was, John was constantly checking the time. As time passed, his patience wore thin. Finally, he heard the sounds of a car and saw a flash of light outside the house, which prompted him to shoot up from his seat.

as light as a feather to him. Ian lowered his gaze to look at Sophia as he figured that she would be in so much trouble if someone sneaky saw her

out of

John to enter the house. It was his first time

a word, then said while walking upstairs, “Please lock the doors for me when you

as he watched John’s figure vanish into the corner with Sophia in

alcohol. John wanted to leave, but stopped in his tracks

her up on the bed while trying to wake her. “Wake up.