The Returning Ex

John hung up, and Sophia’s phone rang. At the same time, Matilda was sitting beside her, and she stared down to look at the phone on the table to see who the caller was. “Fabian?” She was surprised. “You’re still keeping in touch with him?”

Then, she smacked herself on the head. “Oh yeah! The Blackwells’ matriarch likes you, doesn’t she?” Matilda frowned at Sophia. “If memory serves me right, the Third Blackwell Family has adopted you, so Fabian’s your brother, isn’t he?”

Sophia sipped some water and picked her phone up. “You can say that.”

Matilda clicked her tongue and looked at Sophia judgmentally. “Well, aren’t you lucky? The Blackwells have no taste, I see.”

Sophia sneered. “Well, I think their taste is exquisite. Why don’t you learn from them? It might help you, you know.” She smacked her lips. “Everyone except you likes me. I think that says more about you than them.” After saying that, she turned to Robin. “Isn’t that right?”

Robin pretended not to hear them.

“I bet you’re gloating because that young

it. Your son is only one of them, and I can

who was at the side, paused. “Don’t drag me into your

eyes at him. “You should have won her over a long time ago, brat. I wouldn’t have to bicker with her

Lincoln a look. “See how scary women can

share a good relationship.

them. Well, at least it’s better than

Fabian’s text. ‘What’s up? How’s it

told him that John knew about her pregnancy now, and she sent him her

around the corner, so I’ll

could come along as well, then everyone close to her would be here. The