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.

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 changed into her pajamas, Isabelle called for the second time. It was

with us tonight,” she chirped. Compared

smiled. “I see you’re

“Not yet, but I took a day off because I’ve

grunted and said

shop for some clothes

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 into