The Returning Ex

That day, she saw Ian’s busted phone in the yard. After Sophia gave it some thought, everything finally made sense. That day, she also found the sheet in the washing machine, cleaned but not dried. When Sophia called John to ask about this, he only said it was because she puked all over it, so Sophia didn’t think much about it. How could he?! I trusted him! This b*stard!

Her face fell, and she sat up slowly. A storm was raging within her, but she played it calm. “If that’s the case, the room should have been messed up, but it wasn’t, and you never told me about this.” Since he was asleep, Sophia shoved him. “Why did you pretend nothing happened after that? Tell me.” She tried her best to sound calm.

John grabbed her hand by reflex. “Calm down, Sophia,” he told her.

Calm down?! I-I… She jumped out of bed and glared at him. Calm down? I feel like killing you right now!

If he had told her what he did that night, she would have taken a morning after pill instead of letting it slide. She never wanted his baby. Even though it was regrettable they didn’t have one when they were married, the baby still shouldn’t exist now that they were divorced.

something, then she picked up a pillow and tried to suffocate John with it. However, John reacted quickly. Noticing the lack of air, he quickly pulled the pillow off his face and threw it away. Sophia, being the weaker one, couldn’t do anything about it. He sat up, frowning, then he realized Sophia was the one suffocating him. “Sophia? What are you doing?” He

her teeth, and a while later, she spat,

overjoyed, so he had a lot to drink.

out of the room, leaving John flabbergasted. A short while later, he went to look outside the window, and he saw Sophia in the yard,

him, and he was wobbling, but he

up to her when he came to the living room, so she turned to him. “Don’t come

his eyes. “What’s wrong?