The Returning Ex

A short while later, Sophia texted, ‘I think Ms. Bloom likes your ex.’

Matilda froze up. If even Sophia could see it, that meant she wasn’t imagining things. ‘I see,’ she replied, then Sophia stopped texting her. When Matilda was done with dinner, Yolanda was still there.

After thinking it over, she said, “You guys carry on. I’ll see what Sophia is doing. Maybe she needs help finding her stuff.”

At this, William only looked at her, saying nothing. After that, Matilda slowly went upstairs, and her expression became gloomier with each step. When she came to Sophia’s room, Sophia was lying on the bed, scrolling through her phone. At the sight of Matilda, she rolled and sat up. “What brings you here? Aren’t you going to chat with them?”

Matilda hummed a placid response. “Hey, be careful. You’re pregnant, you know, so go slow.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Then she lay back down. “But if you’re not there, Ms. Bloom will be chatting happily with your ex.”

if they want to sleep

I’m forward. You’re the same, aren’t you?”

Matilda snorted. “As if.”

want to argue on this matter. “Why is Ms. Bloom here anyway? She says

to clear it up. I might be wrong, but I just feel like she’s here because she knows William’s here, not because she wants to clear it up with me. That’s just a pretext. I’ve said everything when I went to apologize to her, so she doesn’t really have to come

to you.” Then she put her

for a reason. His father’s the same kind of guy, so he gets it from him. There’s no way William can sense anything.” Men and women functioned differently. Men could be meticulous, but they didn’t share the same eye for details as women. What women

looked back at her. “Tell me the truth. Do

about you? Do you want to remarry your