The Returning Ex

Matilda hummed while listening to Isabelle’s complaints. “Take it slow. You’ll do fine after you get used to the workload.”

Smiling, Isabelle agreed, “Yeah, so I’d like to come up with a standard procedure as soon as possible, which could hopefully help ease things.”

After a while, Matilda said, “Well, I suppose you should work on that. Since I don’t really have anything of importance, I’ll end the call here.”

Upon getting Isabelle’s consent, she hung up. Matilda was frowning as she did because Isabelle didn’t sound much different from her usual self, so the incident might have nothing to do with her after all. She then turned around to hail a cab by the road.

Her feelings toward Isabelle were complicated, to say the least. Although she didn’t hate Isabelle, she was extremely disappointed in the latter for using her despite how she treated Isabelle as her own daughter. I shouldn’t have done all those things for her. What a waste of effort.

still harbored a dislike toward Sophia, but it didn’t mean she hated the child she carried, as the child was John’s child and her grandchild. The fact that she would soon become a grandmother

escape, as she dreamed of her being chased by someone while holding her child in her hands. All she could think of was to run as fast as her legs could carry her so that she could leave the place, but the formless being behind her remained

her sleep despite it being a dream. She propped herself up to look out of the window. The weather was pleasant enough with loads of sunshine, which seemed

having unlocked a talent within him, he could already present her with a lot of the more common dishes.

John hardly slept a wink last night, but he seemed alright. “Breakfast is almost ready. I’ll drive you to your shop once we’re done eating.” He checked the time then. “I will be paying that man a visit later on. After an entire night’s

said, Sophia nodded. “Remember

hummed in agreement. “Worry not. I’ll make sure you’re the