The Returning Ex

Chuckling, Robin asked, “Did I say too much?”

“It’s fine,” assured John.

Putting on a smile, Robin asked again, “What brings you here?”

Glancing at the time, John said, “ Nothing. You’d better get home now. I won’t hold you up.”

“Alright,” replied Robin with a smile.

Waving goodbye at John, Robin headed toward the opposite direction.

With a hardened expression, John stood before Sophia’s shop.

I should’ve known. Sophia, this woman has got the better of me.

Humming a little tune, Robin walked off and managed to hail for a taxi. Before she went in the taxi, she turned around to take a gander at the shop.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, John was still standing there and was seen lighting up the cigarette.

With the corner of her mouth curved up, Robin got into the taxi.

up the cigarette,

that, he took out his phone, and instead of calling up someone, John snapped a picture

get ticked off whenever he saw the

while, John took another puff and walked toward

the

on her own, the cleanliness

Sophia headed upstairs to

into her room, she went straight to close the windows. While

her window, there was a car parked right below the streetlight, so she could clearly see who was

below, Sophia smirked and

had been ignoring me most of the time, and even gave me

never lacked. Once she had read through the news, she figured it was about time, so

the window and slowly peeped through

was still parked in the same place, and the car’s engine was turned off. As it was really dark inside,

lips, she rolled her eyes and headed to the wardrobe to

she took her

into the

out, she blow-dried her hair and changed into a set of clean clothing. Walking toward the window, she saw John’s car