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.

“It was already very late yesterday, and I was tired, so it would be

believe his excuse and started bringing the pillow down on John. “You shameless man! How could you stay over when we are not in a

initially kept dodging, but after realizing that Sophia wasn’t stopping anytime soon, he reached out to snatch the pillow that

never stayed together in the

is that the same?” Sophia was so pissed off she stomped her feet. “John, I really

Sophia into

as he grinned, causing Sophia’s eyes to widen in anger. “Of course you are! Do you

suddenly grabbed her head and kissed

was slightly rough, leaving Sophia with no chance to

to fall. Although she tried to push John

his embrace, and he took a few steps to the side of the bed. Then, he pushed her toward

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

both hands, she looked at him with alertness.

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

herself and tried

on Sophia’s shoulder before pushing her back onto the bed. “Sophia, I