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.

cigarette, John

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

couldn’t help but get ticked off

a while, John took another

with the mundane household chores, like

living on her own, the

Sophia headed upstairs to her

went straight to close the windows. While she was

window, there was a car parked right below the streetlight,

car below, Sophia

the past, he had been ignoring me most of the time, and

on her bed, Sophia surfed the gossip news over the internet. Fortunately, gossip was something the entertainment world never

toward the

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

her eyes and headed to the wardrobe to get herself a set of clean clothes

by her own selfish motive, she took her

soaked herself into the tub, and even

of clean clothing. Walking toward the window, she saw John’s car still stationed at