The Returning Ex

John looked apathetically at Mrs. Constance who was now seated on the couch while everything which had been on the coffee table moments ago was strewn all around the room. The servants didn’t dare to tidy it up because she didn’t allow them to.

However, William was also a part of the reason this happened because he had been too tolerant all these years. He probably thought that Mrs. Constance was just throwing a small tantrum and wouldn’t cause any huge trouble out of it, so it was alright to let her go about her unreasonable ways.

Despite that, humans were smart creatures who knew how to test the limits of others. Since William kept giving in, Mrs. Constance took it for granted and thought that he would never blame her no matter what she did.

After wailing for a long time, Mrs. Constance turned and was surprised when she saw John. Pouting her lips, her eyes welled up with tears again as she cried, “You’re back, John.”

Almost immediately, John could clearly see the palm print on her left cheek and his heart wrenched at the sight of it although he was mad at her.

When she took the pictures secretly and sent it to the media, she never thought how much her actions would affect him.

one who took the pictures?” he asked, pacing

the photographs of you and Belle will be anything but scandalous, and there won’t be any problems at

John sighed and sat next to her on the couch. “Tell me honestly, whom did

Constance blinked a couple of times before saying, “I sent it to Belle because she was also implicated in this issue, so I sent it

now, she didn’t see anything wrong with her actions

came downstairs to comfort her even though she had been wailing and crying for such a long

up, he declared, “I’m going upstairs to look

Sophia and won’t be

he stared at her for a long while before saying, “For my own good?” He let out a chuckle and

took her some time to recover and said, “That’s impossible. How could you possibly like that village girl? She’s not good enough for

interjected. “You said it was for my own good but you don’t care about what I want. Did you