The Returning Ex

Upon hearing that, John chuckled. “I don’t think we have any personal matters to speak of, Miss Bailey.” His remark was courteous, his tone pleasant, but the content was actually very callous.

On the other end, Isabelle was suddenly at a loss for words.

Putting down the document in his hand, John reclined against his chair. In a placid voice, he remarked, “I don’t think there are any personal entanglements between us save work, Miss Bailey.”

Isabelle slowly exhaled. “Have you listened to the voice message I sent yesterday, John?”

After a few seconds, John admitted it. “Yeah, I listened to it.”

He has listened to it, yet he said such a thing. Thus, Isabelle understood his stance on the matter. She then gave a bark of laughter. “You must think me comical, no, John?”

it, saying, “Not at

Isabelle commented, “Sorry about that. It wasn’t deliberate on my part. I imbibed yesterday, so I kind of lost control of myself. If possible, I truly wish that you’d never find out about it.” Her voice lowered to a whisper, she

wouldn’t, John went silent. It seemed that he

the end, Isabelle laughed. “Alright, then. I won’t keep you from your work any

phone on the table. Then, he truly resumed perusing

Isabelle’s expression was stained with a trace of self-deprecation as she put her cell phone down. She’d actually expected such a result. After all, John was very close with Sophia now, so there wouldn’t be much of a reaction even if he knew that she

her office, she spotted her grandfather stepping out of the elevator. Her father greeted him at the elevator doors, his voice threaded with a smile. “Why are you here,

to see Belle, so just go back to your work. You don’t need to entertain me.” Elder Mr. Bailey’s voice was deep

of Isabelle. Thus, Isabelle naturally couldn’t go to the pantry anymore. She hurried over to him. “You’re