The Returning Ex

Standing beside the car door, he turned to look at Sophia and Ian, the smile on his face dripping with sarcasm. For unknown reasons, Sophia suddenly felt guilty and uneasy. What she said to John just now was purely out of rage. It was all nonsense; nothing had happened between Ian and her.

Afraid to look at John, Sophia could only look at Ian. “I-I’m not feeling very well and I’m going to rest. If everything’s alright, you should go back and rest too.”

Meanwhile, John took out a cigarette and lit it. Leaning against the car, he bit the cigarette without puffing and set his eyes on Sophia. In the past, Sophia actually once said that she liked him. But that was when they were busy in bed at night, so he doubted that she was sincere. Now, he figured that perhaps it was just something she said out of pleasure and not from the bottom of her heart.

Ian turned back and glanced at John before raising his hand to Sophia’s forehead. “Why are you not feeling well all of a sudden?”

Sophia retreated slightly and played with her hair.

leaned nearer and stared at her chin. “Did you hurt your

John had grabbed it just now and it was still aching painfully. Sophia hurriedly replied, “It was an

he didn’t push her either. “Alright then. If you’re not feeling well, you should rest early. Anyway, I

added, “You should go first. I’ll see you off.” In reality, she was afraid that if she

with a wave. As he passed John by, both of them didn’t even bother to glance at each other, instead choosing to ignore the other’s presence. It was only after Ian left did Sophia feel relieved. She didn’t want to talk to John so she turned

maintaining the same posture, looking at her with a faint smile. After a while, she lifted her lips. “Indeed. I came from a poor background; so did Ian. Therefore, both