The Returning Ex

When Sophia served him a bowl of rice porridge, he sighed at her. “I’ll still be busy today and likely going to come home late. You don’t have to stay up for me.”

She replied, “Okay, I got it.”

John had always been a busy man, a fact he did not have to specially remind her of. His busy schedule had nothing to do with her.

In fact, she was not bored at all because Logan had texted her early in the morning, inviting her to visit him at the clubhouse.

Sophia looked forward to the trip because she was now single and free. Therefore, she wanted to enjoy the food, the gambling, and the men… No, just the food and the fun.

The pair finished their breakfast in silence. John quickly gathered his stuff and prepared to leave. Before he left the house, he glanced at her again. “Just help me to pick out a gift for Uncle Owen’s birthday. I’ll tip you for the work.”

Sophia was taken aback but soon smirked at him. “Sure.”

When he got a swift agreement from her end, he smiled and said, “I don’t want cufflinks.”

She waited until he was far gone before softly

mood because he had destroyed the atmosphere

cleaned up the kitchen before changing and heading

the clubhouse, playing the game ‘Fight the Landlord’ with the waiters. Sitting cross-legged on the sofa in his pajamas, he didn’t even

into gaming with him because they were

happened to be throwing a card out. “I’ve thrown my Queen. Only

at his side profile, thinking that gambling would be the

sprawling business empire built by Old Mr. Jefferson would not

of trying for a son in the past? Just look at that

morning, but all you have done is useless gaming. Don’t

lit up when he saw Sophia. He did not care whether the other players wanted to take his abandoned card as he gave up on his final card. “Alright, I’m out. Get your rewards at the front desk later. I’ll consider this as your

thanked him. He waved at them.