The Returning Ex

Bogged down by her sleepiness, she could only hear Matilda vaguely. “Hmm?” she asked nasally.

Matilda looked outside. “Nothing. You take a rest now. I’ll wake you up when we get home.” She looked at the rear-view mirror, staring at the store that was slowly becoming a dot in the distance. At least Robin knows what she should and shouldn’t do.

The moment they got home, Sophia went to her room groggily. She couldn’t remember how she got into her bed, but she slept eventually. Equally exhausted, Matilda told Ms. Cannon what they would like for dinner before retiring to her room.

Matilda’s phone rang after she got into her room, much to her surprise. Since she seldom received calls, her phone was like a useless piece of accessory. She took her pajamas and looked at who the caller was, and she smiled.

and every time she took it, Isabelle would decline further discussion, saying that she was busy every time. So she isn’t busy now, huh? Well, I suppose she’s indeed pretty free when she has the time to go shopping with her mother. Matilda didn’t take her call the first time, and after she

you can come for dinner with us tonight,” she chirped. Compared to how she kept declining Matildabefore this, Isabelle sounded so much more relaxed in

“I see you’re

I took a day off because

and said

“I was surprised to see you guys together when I went to shop for some clothes with my mom. John and Sophia seem to be getting

them now. They’re inseparable.” Then, she sighed. “I really wanted you to be John’s wife. Sophia’s background is just rotten. They’re not on the same level. But since they’re getting along really well now, I won’t break them up anymore. Don’t want to get