The Returning Ex

With his heart throbbing, John felt uneasy about it. Eventually, Buddy told him, “It was fortunate that she married you. You’re a good man, so I’m sure you’ll treat her nicely. That kid finally came into some good luck.”

However, his words only left John pouting while averting his gaze. It wasn’t until then that he recalled how poorly he treated Sophia back then by not only ignoring all of her efforts, but also allowing Matilda to mistreat her.

On the other hand, Sophia was disoriented when she woke up from her nap, as she had no idea what time it was. She went to the yard, only to see Mrs. Hensley’s grandson playing there. The five-year-old child was covered in mud, but he seemed to be having fun. After some thought, she went to pick out some snacks from the bag that John carried into the kitchen before handing them to the kid.

As soon as the kid saw the snacks she held, his eyes lit up. While observing the young child, Sophia seemed to be gazing at something else. Caressing her belly, the feeling of joy that she tried so hard to suppress seemed to pop up again. Now that she had a child of her own, it didn’t matter anymore whether she would have a partner in life, as she had a family now. She was no longer alone, and she would also have someone to love wholeheartedly, just like her grandfather.

She strolled at a leisurely pace on the road while appreciating the run-down houses around her. However, she was feeling much happier compared to when

they had paid their respects. Naturally, John saw her as well. In a few strides, he went up to her to hold her hand. “Why are

observing their interaction, Buddy wore a smile. “Sophia, your husband went to pay his respects to your grandfather. He sure is a nice

Sophia glanced at John before stopping herself just in time from thanking him. After Buddy left for home, John kept on walking while holding onto Sophia’s hand. They were walking along a mud road that seemed pretty fine during normal days, but would probably be quite a difficult path to walk

young men in your village,

sigh before saying, “What else can they do? This place is underdeveloped, so business won’t thrive without customers. Someone will come to buy the