The Returning Ex

This topic was slightly sensitive, so John and Mrs. Constance kept their silence. Old Mrs. Constance and Old Mr. Constance had managed to stay together since they were young up until now. The relationship that they had wasn’t something that could be defined with a few words.

Old Mrs. Constance had been calm ever since Old Mr. Constance’s passing. Until now, she had never shown any ounce of sadness. However, it didn’t mean that the feelings weren’t there.

They all fell in silence after that. John didn’t feel like eating anymore after taking a few bites. Although the steak was done just right, he had already lost his appetite. There wasn’t really any difference between eating this and eating some snacks, for it didn’t feel like a proper meal anymore.

When John placed his cutleries down, Mrs. Constance got confused. “What’s wrong? You don’t like it?”

John wiped his mouth with a napkin. “No. I’m just not that hungry as I ate a lot for lunch at the company.”

well with Sophia. Right after she finished, Mrs. Constance lowered her voice and said, “They’re divorced anyway. Getting along for a show should be enough. They won’t be together in the future after all,

too much in John’s private matters. Also, I’m warning you, you’d better behave during Owen’s birthday. I don’t want you to bring outsiders over and make the

mean outsiders? If I were to invite anyone, they would be close to us!” Mrs. Constance couldn’t help but falter. As expected, a heads up from Old Mrs.

Constance’s facial expression didn’t look good. “I don’t care whether we’re close. This is our family’s matter, so I’m warning you not to bring any

exchange, John couldn’t help but feel annoyed. This was just like back then. At that time, Sophia was still here, and Mrs. Constance would take every chance that she could get to lecture her. Fortunately, Sophia never talked back to her and would only purse her

his chair. “Is Uncle Owen inviting anyone

together. It doesn’t matter if we don’t celebrate his birthday as we mainly just want the family to be together. The atmosphere here has been dead ever since your Grandpa passed away, and everyone had been so careful around each other. We just hope that

John nodded. “That’s nice.”

Old Mrs. Constance stared outside. “It’s late. Will Sophia