The Returning Ex

John was unfazed by what Logan said. “I promised my grandfather I will take care of Sophia when he passed away, so of course it has everything to do with me.” Not only did he see her as his responsibility, she was his responsibility for life.

Meanwhile, Sophia was not impressed by his explanation. There we go again. It’s a bore to hear him say that. Despite his grandfather’s will to have us stay together, that prick divorced me as soon as his grandfather passed away.

After mulling over the situation, Isabelle spoke up for the first time that night. “Miss Gwendolyn will one day be married to someone else, so her husband will take care of her.”

There was a pause on John’s part while he pulled his lips into a thin line. In response, Sophia looked toward Isabelle while figuring to herself, She sure knows when to step in. For the first time in forever, Sophia agreed to what Isabelle said. “Yeah. I will have my own life, John, so I don’t really need you.”

guests were present for the occasion, so she didn’t want to hurt John’s pride.

Then, he instructed her before she could say anything else, “Don’t be a brat. Drink it all up.” He sounded as if trying to coax her, to which Sophia responded by simply staring at the milk

the situation any worse, so after making sure that the temperature was right, she downed the milk in one go, which warmed her

serve the guests their dishes. Sophia was hit with a pang

in small bites and with much elegance. John must’ve had breakfast, as he stopped after a few bites. All he did after that was lean back in his seat while watching Sophia

care to put up any pretense. Although she lacked table manners back then, John could sense she was trying to annoy the Constances, for when she was eating at home or outside, like the banquet they were at now, she seemed to eat at