The Returning Ex

Slowly, she looked up at him. “With that in mind, I came up with an idea. Why don’t we cut all ties with each other from now on, John? I think it’s great for both of us.”

John paused, then he frowned at her.

Sophia was smiling. “I noticed we’re still entangled after the divorce. Well, part of it is because of me. I was reluctant to let go, thinking if I worked hard enough, you might just…” She put an infinitesimally small distance between her thumb and index finger. “…like me this much. But then I realized I don’t need you to love me. Instead, I think I’m better off without you.”

John now had a dark look on his face.

However, Sophia was beaming. “Really, John. I think you might lead a better life without me, just like how I am doing now without you. You can marry someone like Isabelle, someone who can help you with your work and family. Then, you’d be a great guy, husband, and father even. I’ve been standing in your way all this while.”

she spoke, the less he wanted to hear. “How do you

to tell you how to

might sound ridiculous, but I thought you used to like me,

liked you. I don’t like anyone now,” she replied, attempting to make

for a while, then he resigned. “I said you can ask for anything you want, but I don’t think I can give you anything aside from money,

more than enough, and your mother’s already complaining. If you give me more, we’re going

lot to talk about, but now that I thought about it, it’s nothing important. I’ll