The Returning Ex

John took a seat beside William with Sophia next to him. As for Isabelle, she was seated beside Old Mr. Bailey and diagonally across from Sophia. The two girls could see each other when they lifted their heads. This seating arrangement was quite similar to the arrangement in the Constance Family’s dining hall.

When they started ordering food, William handed the girls the menu, claiming that the ladies should go first. Even so, Sophia didn’t care about ordering earlier or later because she had just finished a meal before this and was not hungry at all. She flipped through the menu and picked nothing. John gave her a look and took the menu from her. He more or less knew about her situation, and he volunteered to choose. “Let me do it. I know what you like.”

Isabelle immediately shifted her gaze from the menu to John’s face. Old Mr. Bailey then coughed beside Isabelle and asked, “Belle, what would you like?”

His question cleared up her distracted mind, and she hurriedly looked down at the menu. “I guess I’ll take a look. Hmm… I like these few dishes.”

“Order anything you like. If there’s more than one, just get them all.” His voice was almost a whisper, whereupon Isabelle looked at him and nodded. “Okay.”

obviously talking in circles, thinking that she would not understand it. After the menu was passed

blind. However, Sophia didn’t entertain him and merely turned around to inform John about her store opening. Within these few days, she would be getting the design plan. It was also close to the end of the month, which meant that the rental contract would come into

the right construction workers, Sophia had decided to enroll Zack for help because he seemed reliable. With Zack around, or more specifically, with John around, it was less likely for her to

John, Elder Mr. Bailey made a remark across the table, “I heard that you’re now living together with

stared at Elder Mr. Bailey. She then grunted and added, “Yeah. The old residence is far from the company, and John always has a lot of work events going on. I don’t

that so? But when I look at the

doing this because I care about my husband. If others from the Constance Family are willing to wake up in the wee hours to travel to work, it’s their freedom.