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.

the pictures?” he asked, pacing toward

that if I helped you announce this publicly, then the photographs of you and Belle will be anything but scandalous, and

next to her on the couch. “Tell me honestly, whom

“I sent it to Belle because she was also implicated in this issue, so I sent it to her to console her.

she didn’t see anything

had been wailing and crying for such a long time—they were

going upstairs

she cried, “John, are you mad at me as well? I only did this for your own good since you don’t like Sophia and won’t be together with her anyway. By announcing your divorce, I’m helping you to break it off completely with her. I

saying, “For my own good?” He

his words, it 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

he interjected. “You said it was for my own good but you don’t care about what I want. Did you choose Isabelle because you think I’ll like her, or because she’s