The Returning Ex

Walking over to the window, he lit a cigarette, then opened half of the window, looking at the night view outside.

There was some feeling of satisfaction from getting payback, for the contents of his chats with Ian actually made him very uncomfortable.

By venting all his feelings on Sophia, the stuffy sensation in his chest was finally gone.

So what if they got divorced? So what if they had bought a ring? Tonight, when they were both clear-headed, he still had her underneath him.

John smoked his cigarette quickly. Soon, only the cigarette butt was left.

He threw the cigarette butt out of the window, and then blew out the cigarette smoke.

After closing the window, John returned to the bed. At this time, Sophia was already deeply asleep, her body curled into a small ball.

John looked at her. After taking a shower just now, the gauze on Sophia’s leg was taken off, and the wound was now exposed.

The wound was actually not that big. He had been careful when washing her just now. The wound was fine after the shower, and seemed like it had healed.

But John still went to grab the first aid kit.

He was very patient as he helped her bandage her wound again before lying down.

After that, he turned off the bedside lamp. The bed was huge, but the two of them slept on each side, separated.

until noon the next day,

the bed for a

memory slowly returned, and Sophia finally remembered

her hair, not feeling

did it, and

John took the

she was the one

last night, she had already done it with John many times before anyway, so it wouldn’t matter if they did it one more

she was wondering right now was what John’s thoughts

a man’s body and feelings could really

case, then

pajamas and went to the bathroom to clean herself up.

b*tch.

neck and on her collarbone in the mirror, that gentle

that was left was her

leave hickeys somewhere so obvious in the

have to wear high-collar

It was terrible.

and washed her face,

said, “Last night, you