The Returning Ex

Elder Mr. Bailey’s expression remained unchanged. “You never used to give up so easily in the past. Child, let me ask you this—back then, you said you like John, so it didn’t matter even if he was married. Does that still apply now?”

Isabelle raised her head and looked at him, her tears falling uncontrollably. After a moment’s hesitation, she murmured, “Yes. I still love him.” Although John and Sophia already had a child, her feelings for him hadn’t diminished an iota. She’d been harboring feelings for this man for too long a time that her love for him was now in her bones.

Her grandfather nodded. “That’s enough, then. You’re not the kind of person who admits defeat easily, so just go for it if you love him. We all support you. They’re not planning to remarry now, so the only connection between them is the unborn child. There’s nothing else, so you definitely stand a chance. Do you understand my meaning?”

Taken aback, Isabelle gaped at him, but his expression was exceedingly calm. It was as though those despicable remarks earlier had nothing to do with him. Isabelle, however, was very much shocked that he’d openly encouraged her, his own granddaughter, to break up someone else’s marriage, and he’d spoken without any compunction at that. She pursed her lips. “Grandpa, I’m actually a tad afraid.”

issue with him. “It’s fine, Isabelle. You have nothing to worry about,” he declared earnestly. “If it weren’t for Sophia Gwendolyn back then, you and

Bailey Residence to call off their marriage. At that time, we’d even had the wedding date picked out, so there was just one more step left. We were a heartbeat away from getting married, but Sophia Gwendolyn popped out! Then, she slowly nodded. “Indeed. If it weren’t for Sophia Gwendolyn, John and I would probably be living happily now.” It’s been a year, so if I’d ended up with John,

her too much on this, so he grunted in assent. “It’s

When she woke up, her mind felt rather fuzzy as she stared at the door. I think I need to change the door lock. John Constance is becoming increasingly reprehensible, sneaking in

time, Matilda came knocking on the door, chiding her for sleeping too much and asking

in her hand. She then sighed. “I know you’ve been feeling drowsy lately, but no matter what, you’ve still got to get up and eat when it’s time. After eating, you can then sleep