The Returning Ex

At this, Matilda was a tad displeased. I was the one being beaten unilaterally. I look even worse for wear than Sophia, yet John hasn’t even asked after me ever since he came in until now. She looked at John. “John, you two are divorced, so you should be more circumspect.”

William frowned, very much disgruntled at her behavior now. “Zip it. You’ve created such a mess, yet you still have the temerity to chastise others here?” Matilda quickly pursed her lips, not daring to say a single word.

Meanwhile, Sophia remained expressionless. Without replying to John’s question, she merely said, “Go. You’ll run into the police if you tarry any longer.”

Matilda hurriedly scurried out while pulling William along. “Come, come, let’s go. Let’s go quickly.”

John, however, stood there for a few seconds as he stared at Sophia. Sophia sneered at his scrutiny. “Why, are you irked because I hit your mother again? Even so, just stifle it!”

smoothed her hair for a bit. “If my mother comes again, lock the door and keep her out.” Her expression tense, Sophia took a step back, putting distance between them. John then slowly retracted his hand.

Sophia huffed, seemingly in

William and Matilda who were already in the car. When he glanced at Sophia back at the house through the rear-view mirror, he saw that she’d already turned sideways and was combing her hair with her fingers. At this time, Matilda tapped the back of his

the opposite side. The moment Matilda caught sight of the police, she shrunk into herself in terror and hid in the back seat. William twisted his head away, truly having no desire to gaze upon her. John merely drove off without even turning to take a look when he went past the police car. Through the rear-view mirror, he could see the police car slowly coming to a stop before Sophia’s house whereupon two police officers alighted and entered the courtyard. He let out a sigh of relief, yet his irritation grew. Matilda, on the other hand, patted her chest. “Phew, we left

driving for a while, John asked, “Mom, where do you want me

Where to drop me off? She actually wanted to go back to Constance Residence, but she was the one who packed up and left back then. She was even a touch pompous when she left, so she truly

he hadn’t reacted at all, acting as though he hadn’t heard John’s question. Judging from his expression, he doesn’t want me to return to Constance Residence. Mild indignation inundated her. Never had he acted in such a manner throughout the years, but he’s now treating me so shoddily because of an outsider! Throwing a