The Returning Ex

John’s car was parked on Sophia’s lawn.

Did that guy come here early in the morning?

Sophia rushed downstairs but saw no signs of John.

After standing in the living room for a while, Sophia turned around and ran upstairs.

The door to the guest room that John stayed in previously was closed, but it wasn’t locked from the inside, so Sophia managed to open it with one turn.

John had already gotten up. He had worn his pants and was about to wear his shirt.

Sophia was standing by the door entrance and staring at John while he was midway wearing his shirt and staring at her.

The two of them stared at each other for a moment before Sophia yelled in anger, “John, you shameless little prick! How could you sleep over here yesterday night?!”

Sophia then dashed inside and grabbed the pillow by the bedside before throwing it toward John.

late yesterday, and

believe his excuse and started bringing the pillow down on John. “You shameless man! How could you stay

he reached

grabbed Sophia by her wrist. “It’s not like we never stayed together in the past before. Why are you so

pissed off she stomped her feet. “John, I really didn’t expect you to be this shameless. You’re a vile

John increased his force and pulled Sophia into his embrace. “Am

widen in anger. “Of course you are! Do you

finish, John suddenly grabbed her head and kissed

Sophia with no chance to

she tried to

locked Sophia in his embrace, and he took a few steps to the side of the bed. Then, he pushed her toward the bed before pinning her on

conscious enough to support himself with both his hands so that his body was lifted and

at him with alertness. “What are you trying to

“Didn’t you say that I’m shameless? Let me

and tried to

on Sophia’s shoulder before pushing her back onto the bed. “Sophia, I feel like it’s inappropriate for me to stay over right now, so why don’t