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.

started laughing after dodging her attack. “It was already very late yesterday, and I

“You shameless man! How could you stay over when we are not in

he reached out to snatch the pillow that she was holding before

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

Sophia was so pissed off she stomped her feet. “John, I really didn’t

Sophia into his embrace.

Sophia’s eyes to widen in anger.

finish, John suddenly grabbed her

was slightly rough, leaving Sophia with

widened so much it looked like it was about to fall. Although she

his embrace, and he took a few steps to the side of the bed.

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

both hands, she looked at him with

corner of John’s lips lifted as he smirked seductively. “Didn’t you say that I’m shameless? Let me show

herself and tried to

onto the bed. “Sophia, I feel like it’s inappropriate for me to stay over right