The Returning Ex

When William spoke to John a moment ago, he seemed to be sending him a warning with his expression. John quickly realized that it was negligence on his own side.

Until William’s car was out of sight from the rearview mirror, John retracted his gaze. Inebriated, he leaned against the seat and closed his eyes, slowly dozing off.

When he had reached Constance Residence, the chauffeur called out to John to awaken him.

Getting out of the car, John leaned against the car for a while to sober up. Then, he slowly walked into the main building and told the cook to get him a hangover tonic.

When the tonic was ready, William returned home. Although William had consumed lots of alcohol as well, he appeared to be more clear-headed than this son. Upon entering the house, he directly took a seat opposite John.

Since his wife was asleep, William questioned in a lowered voice, “Have you figured it out?”

Resting on the couch, John was on the verge of falling asleep. When he heard that, he frowned. “What?”

asked, “Don’t you understand that you were

question made John

about it. It seems that

slumped onto the couch. Maybe I really

as well. It wasn’t his first time drinking so heavily, but he had never been so

eyes half open, he fumbled along the corridor and reached his room. Following that, he turned the doorknob and walked

turning

away his shoes, took out his phone from his pocket and tossed it aside. Then, he pulled the quilt closer and mumbled,

in his dazed state, he still

be ready to open in a few days, she and Robin

she turned off the computer. Just then, her phone started ringing; it was a call from Ian. When the call was connected, Ian said in an excited voice, “Sophia,

a look at the time and realized that it was late. Still, she was surprised that Ian was looking for her at such an hour. “You sound happy. What