The Returning Ex

That had to be the intended result of Matilda’s decision, which prompted John to think of Sophia.

When they went through the divorce, she accepted everything he gave her without objection. She didn’t read the papers before signing them without hesitation. Judging from her actions, she must have wanted nothing to do with him anymore; she had let go of the failed marriage. However, it was John who felt that he could not let go after the divorce.

He drove to the Italian restaurant, parked his car and walked into the place. Since Matilda had booked a room for them, he managed to find it based on the room number. The moment he pushed the door open, however, he was greeted by Isabelle instead of Matilda. Just like John, Isabelle showed an astonished expression. “John?”

He stood at the door. “Are you alone?”

Isabelle blinked innocently. “Yeah. Mrs. Constance invited me to dinner and asked me to wait here.” She stared right at him. “Did you arrive with her?”

The table in front of Isabelle was now occupied with drinks, a sign that she had been waiting for some time. John remained standing at the door, choosing not to enter. “I’m sorry. My mom must have confused the plans.”

At that moment, a waiter entered with a tray of food. “Sir, these are the dishes you ordered.”

through. Isabelle looked even more puzzled. “What is it? Did she ask you to attend

his phone and called his mother, but he then realized that her phone was turned off. He smirked and immediately knew what was

muttered helplessly, “What is it? What

mom messed up her plans. Anyway, I’m buying this meal.

who was leaving. “Is Mrs.

replied, “Yeah. Something came up on her

looked conflicted. “Mrs. Constance booked the room and even ordered the food. When I first arrived, the waiter told me that they received orders for a lot of food. I c-can’t finish that

suggestion. After taking a glance at her, John replied, “It’s okay if you can’t

he nodded at her as a final greeting and turned around to leave. After a while, Isabelle slowly slumped into her seat with

Constance Residence. Old Mrs. Constance was having her dinner and was