The Returning Ex

The moment Sophia pushed the door open, she was taken aback by the sight of John lying on her bed in his pajamas. It appeared that he had fallen asleep.

She stood at the door, gasping and wondering why he was in her bedroom. She shuffled over and asked, “John, did you enter the wrong room?”

His eyes remained closed as if he had not heard a thing. She shook his body, but he suddenly reached out and dragged her onto the bed by her arm. Eyes closed, he said in a hoarse voice, “Stop fooling around. I’m tired.”

She lay on top of him, and after some thinking, she moved to the side and lay down beside him.

The curtains were half-opened, and some light spilled into her bedroom. She took a good look at his face and agreed that he looked rather tired.

She slowly crawled out of bed and tiptoed out of the room to head downstairs. Then, she stared out from the living room windows, confused by their current situation.

mean? Were both of them embarking

thought that he disliked her. Is he after

a sharp breath and felt uncomfortable at

this man to separate his feelings

took a cab to the dessert store, where she saw Robin cleaning the place.

told her that the place never had many customers to begin with. With not many options available on the menu, the store

cleaned up with the plan of closing doors early. The store had no business anyway, and there was no point wasting more time

nodded. “That’s fine. Let’s take a rest for a few

trash and took a seat, letting out a sigh. “I always feel that I’d be much more relieved after this store is closed. It’s too tiring to start a business on my own. I’m different from you. Look, you have the support of your husband. Even if you lose money, he could absorb the

contribute much to running the store

envy, “You’re so lucky to have a husband who is good-looking and rich. He treats you quite well too. Gosh, you must have carried over your good