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.

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

How could you stay over

Sophia wasn’t stopping anytime soon, he reached out to

we never stayed

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

increased his force and pulled Sophia into

he grinned, causing Sophia’s eyes to widen in

finish, John suddenly grabbed

slightly rough, leaving Sophia with no chance to defend

widened so much it looked like it was about to fall. Although she tried to push John away and step on his feet, he didn’t

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

both his hands so that his body was lifted and

hands, she looked at him with alertness. “What are you

smirked seductively. “Didn’t you say that I’m shameless? Let me show you

supported herself and tried to get up.

Sophia’s shoulder before pushing her back onto the bed. “Sophia, I feel like it’s inappropriate