The Returning Ex

Before Isabelle could say anything, Sophia said, “If you want it, you can say it. I can give it to you if you want. It’s just a dress. No big deal.” She then told Joseph, “Mr. Ronald, give this to Miss Bailey.”

The color drained from Isabelle’s face. They might be talking about the dress, but she knew what Sophia was saying. Of course, Mrs. Bailey knew it too, so she frowned. “What do you mean ‘give it to her’? It’s not yours to begin with. Know your place. Taking what’s not yours never ends well. See? You’re already divorced.”

Sophia was going to let her temper flare, but Logan was quicker, for he calmly went to the mannequin and tore the black dress apart at the seams. Then, he arched his eyebrow. “Yeah, it never ends well.” He arched his eyebrow. “For example, I might just ruin it.”

Joseph looked shocked, but he said nothing. Meanwhile, Logan chuckled. “If we can’t have this dress, then nobody can.”

No wonder they say he’s a troublemaker. He was behaving like the

trembling with anger, but Logan merely sneered at her. “Do you have anything else you like?” he asked

was another red dress beside. She thought it looked decent, so Sophia pointed her chin at it. “This one.” Then, she looked at Isabelle. “Do you like this one as well? I can give it

wouldn’t have backed down, but Logan was here too. Everyone would avoid crossing him if they could, including her. She wasn’t scared of him per se, but he could be annoying. Embarrassing

saying anything, Sophia told Joseph, “Looks like

for it. When the bill came, Sophia wanted to foot it herself, but that made Logan feel insulted. “I’ve never let any woman foot

smiled. “Treat me to