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.

the cigarette, John took

that, he took out his phone, and instead of calling

he couldn’t help but get ticked off whenever he saw the

staring at the photo for a while, John

and went on with the mundane

on her own, the cleanliness of the house could

near sundown, Sophia

to close the windows. While she was about to pull

below the streetlight, so

the car below, Sophia smirked and pulled the

past, he had been ignoring me most of the time, and even gave me the cold shoulders. Why is he

was something the entertainment world never lacked. Once she had read through the news,

walked toward the window and

the car’s engine was turned off. As it was really dark inside, she couldn’t

the wardrobe

motive, she took her own sweet time in

bathtub with water, Sophia soaked herself into the tub, and even took a really

out, she blow-dried her hair and changed into a set of