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.

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

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. Ian’s car was parked in front

holding a woman, and her body felt as light as a feather to him. Ian lowered his gaze to look at Sophia

stepped out of the house while wearing a gloomy expression and said immediately,

we get inside.” Ian didn’t let go as he bypassed John to enter the house. It was his first time in her house, and he had to admit that the decor

over the task of carrying Sophia without as much a word, then said while walking upstairs, “Please lock the doors for me when you leave,

watched John’s figure vanish into the corner with Sophia in his arms, whereas John would drop her onto

over in her sleep while still reeking of alcohol. John wanted to leave,

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