The Returning Ex

Sophia had one hand on Logan’s arm, while the other hand kept on sliding down his back in an effort to placate him. The distance between them was minimal, which, in John’s opinion, was a sight for sore eyes. Thus, he adjusted his position on the sofa before asking, “Logan, what did Lorraine say?”

A shudder traveled down Logan’s spine while he sat up in his seat as soon as his sister’s name was mentioned, which put some distance between him and Sophia, as his reaction prompted Sophia to sit up as well.

Logan wore a morose look on his face as he answered, “Lorraine told me not to show myself in front of her, or else she won’t guarantee that she won’t beat the crap out of me.”

There was a smile on John’s face when he heard what Logan said, while Logan was still feeling disgruntled about his own dilemma. “John, you have to help me out. Launch an investigation to find out the perpetrator, then tell me if the Baileys were involved. I’ll make sure that the two b*tches suffer if they are behind this!”

John was unfazed by Logan’s request. “Worry not, as Sophia was almost dragged into what happened today, so I will definitely look into this even without you asking.”

missed out on the added layer of meaning in his words while nodding in agreement to what John said. “I

a twirl of his gaze, John looked toward Sophia

other hand, Sophia didn’t even spare John a glance, ignoring his words. There must

look at me so gently? He knows how gullible I

some more chatter, it was about time to end their gathering. After all, it would take some time before the investigation done by Zack would yield results. On the other hand, Ian requested to stay with Logan in his place, as he didn’t want to return to the Morgans.

“I will make sure to do that.” Just when he was about to leave, Sophia said, “John, I

where he stood, John said, “Sure, ask

into you?” There was a pause in his movements as John didn’t seem to quite get what she meant, so Sophia elaborated on it after smacking her lips, all the while furrowing her brows together. “Your actions for the past few days seemed fishy. Why can’t you behave

listen to your own conversations? What are you even trying to imply? Do you get what I’m trying to say?” In