The Returning Ex

The moment Dylan walked in, he sat down on the chair across from John. “I’ve heard about the Baileys. Why do you not want to deal with them yourself?”

Reaching out for the file on the table, John said, “Not exactly. I’ve been too occupied lately and can’t oversee everything.”

With a smirk, Dylan asked, “What happened? Did you have an argument with Miss Bailey or something?”

“Of course not,” denied John without sparing Dylan a glance. “Why would I argue with her? We’re business partners, after all. A cordial relationship is crucial for more wealth to come.”

Pressing his lips together, Dylan said, “I certainly don’t mind accepting this job. As for the Baileys, I’m afraid they may not be pleased. I’m sure someone will contact you once I’ve informed them about this arrangement.”

Chuckling, John said, “Mind you, I’m not sold to their family. It’s just a simple reshuffling within our company, so we don’t really need to care about what they have to say.”

Saying that, John cast a quick glance at Dylan. “I’ve heard that your blind dates didn’t go too well.”

Leaning against the chair, Dylan stared at John. “Not everyone of us is as lucky as you are.”

asked,

least from what I

John didn’t delve into the meaning of that sentence. “Come to think of

be that picky. Who knows, sometimes, marrying someone you’re not familiar with might end up being

mouth curved up, Dylan gazed at John. “Marrying someone unknown? The reason you’re saying this is because you’ve met the right person. Put yourself in my shoes—without knowing

his lips into a thin line, John blurted,

Perhaps he would turn them

to know more about Isabelle from indirect sources and even inquired about the Bailey Family. In the end, he had agreed to the

after, when Old Mr. Constance chucked Sophia at his face, he was totally

always easier to give advice than to take it. When it happened to oneself, it would most

and leave, but hesitated. “About you and Sophia,

moment, Dylan continued, “I’ve heard that you’ve

eyebrow twitched. Got

never agreed to marry me again. No plans for remarriage means she doesn’t belong to me, which also means that we aren’t officially back together