The Returning Ex

“See you later.” Then, Matilda hung up and sighed. “This is the first time I’ve heard Isabelle sounding so happy to see me. Say, I was dumb, wasn’t I? Everyone thinks they can play me like a fool.”

Sophia nodded. “Yeah, you were dumb.”

Matilda’s face fell. “Hey, you should be consoling me, not rubbing salt on my injury.” She snorted. In response, Sophia giggled. A moment later, Matilda looked at the time. “I have to go back and change. Let’s see what she wants to pull this time.”

When they came back into the house, Sophia went to her room, while Matilda went to change and dressed up a bit. “I’m going now,” she told Sophia and went for her appointment.

Matilda still looked as elegant as she used to, and when she arrived at the mall, Isabelle was already waiting on the long bench at the plaza before the mall, looking pretty leisurely.

Matilda went up to her. “Have you been waiting for a long time, Isabelle?”

up. “Not really, Miss Flintstone. I went around for a bit.” Then, she held Matilda’s arm politely. “Let’s go

Matilda didn’t

fashion items, and with it came various events. Matilda and Isabelle went shopping the whole afternoon, and Isabelle was generous enough that day, for she even bought two shirts for Matilda. Even though Matilda kept saying she’d pay for her own stuff because Isabelle’s generosity came off wrong, Isabelle dismissed it. “It’s fine, Miss Flintstone.

Isabelle acting this way. Halfway through their

wanted to know how Sophia was doing at home. “Make some snacks for her. She didn’t eat much during lunch, and I

made some cake for Sophia, of which the latter had a few before going

look too good after hearing Matilda’s call. She really cares about Sophia. There’s no need to talk about something that trivial, but she did it anyway. Guess they’re getting

hung up a short

smiled. “Is Miss Gwendolyn down with something?