The Returning Ex

John was surprised she’d change her attitude so quickly. Sophia was still calm during lunch, but she changed after he came back, and she even tried to suffocate him. He went up to her. “What happened?” he asked softly. “Did I upset you? Tell me.”

Sophia’s expression darkened. “Think long and hard about it. Think about everything you did to me.” Then she remembered a piece of news she saw where John took a lady along with him to spend the night. Damn it. I shouldn’t think about this. The more I think about it, the worse this guy becomes. Yeah, he has to explain this, too.

Frustrated, Sophia shoved his arm away and chased him out of her room, then she locked the door. She stood behind it angrily for a while before going back to bed. Even though she was furious, it didn’t take long for her to fall asleep, but she woke up in the dead of the night, because someone was beside her. She didn’t even need to open her eyes to know who it was. Nobody could be more brazen than John.

After they had lunch the next day, Matilda took Sophia out for a stroll, though they only walked on the pavement slowly.

Matilda asked her how the conversation went, and Sophia answered weakly, “Your son’s a jerk.”

“I hope your son

was about to tease Matilda, but before she could say anything, a car stopped

the window, then Isabelle greeted, “Hello, Ms. Flintstone, Ms. Gwendolyn. What are the odds?” Sophia almost couldn’t recognize her because

she smiled at Isabelle. “Oh, Isabelle. Fancy seeing you

smiled. “I was sending my brother to his tuition class,

saw Ms. Gwendolyn, but I didn’t expect Ms. Flintstone to be here as well. And I thought I had the

for a while. Come

stroll, aren’t you?