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!”

for a bit. “If my mother comes again, lock the door and keep her out.” Her expression tense, Sophia took a

and leave,” Sophia huffed, seemingly

and joined 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

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

asked, “Mom, where do

up and left back then. She

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 tantrum, she declared, “Drop me off at your maternal grandmother’s house. I’m not going back