The Returning Ex

Without replying to their messages, Sophia went downstairs with her cell phone in hand. After eating a simple breakfast, she then lay down on the yoga mat and stared at the chandelier on the ceiling. Back when I was in the village, I had endless tasks every day.

At that time, I wondered how nice it’d be if I could just lie down peacefully like this and do nothing one day. Now, this dream has come true, but I find that it’s actually quite boring to just lie down leisurely.

However, just a few seconds after she’d lay down, a car stopped in front of her house. She warily sat up at once, for she couldn’t help thinking that Mrs. Constance was back after having lost to her the previous time. When she caught sight of the person who alighted from the car, her brows slowly creased.

It’s Old Mrs. Constance walking over with someone supporting her! After a moment’s deliberation, she pivoted and sprinted upstairs. She moved quickly, so Old Mrs. Constance just happened to reach the door when she came down again. Thus, she went over to open the door. “Madam.”

Old Mrs. Constance chuckled. “You’ve changed your address of me pretty quickly. You’re no longer calling me Grandma, huh?”

Sophia smiled. “Please come in.”

been here, so she looked around as she stood in the living room. “This wasn’t done by

the permanent fixtures, but I found the ornamental fixtures not quite to my liking, so I changed

“It’s good that you changed

ushered her to the sofa to have a seat. After thinking for a while, she said, “I have no

Constance chortled. “Sure. I haven’t drunk any in a long time. I remember that I was rather fond of drinking those colorful drinks back when I was young.” However, her family forbade her from drinking such drinks, so she

hurriedly went over to the refrigerator and took two cans of soft drinks for her. Holding a can in her hand, Old Mrs. Constance scrutinized it. “What flavor is this? I haven’t seen this in a long time, so I had

one would you

then. I

Old Mrs. Constance, Sophia took out a box from the side and said gingerly, “Grandma, this was from you back then. I’ve mulled over it for a