The Returning Ex

William naturally agreed, and John felt relieved.

He drove with Sophia sitting next to him, while Fabian drove his own car. Both cars sped toward the warehouse.

The man had been locked up the whole day and looked rather miserable now. When John and the others arrived, the man was so beaten up that his face was disfigured, swollen and bloodied.

However, there were no major injuries; all of it was just superficial wounds.

Sophia followed John into the warehouse and saw the man sitting in the corner, still in his motorcycle suit.

Waving his hand, John had his subordinates go over to pick up the man and place him on a nearby chair.

The man hung his head without speaking or looking at them.

Sophia didn’t dare to approach him like this. So, she said to the subordinates standing at the side, “Tie him up. How can I go forward if he isn’t tied up?”

her before hurriedly tying

him. She grabbed the man’s hair and lifted his head so that he looked up. However, the face was so distorted that she might as well not

recognize him as his features were all bruised and swollen. It was obvious that he was well and

had wanted to come over and slap you, but now it seems that it’s no longer necessary.” As she stared at the

and snorted in a disdainful

turned to look at John. “Hey, don’t you have any instruments

filled with triangular forks, daggers, needles, hammers and the like. Sophia couldn’t name most of them, but after she took a look, she found a dagger that was easy to handle. Pulling

and cut his sleeves open. This man appeared quite skillful with his muscular arms. He

“Handsome, won’t you consider telling me? Otherwise, don’t blame me for what’s

did not hesitate either

a little surprised at Sophia after being stabbed; even John and Fabian

would have thought that with a swift strike, she could make such a deep cut on the man’s shoulder that blood

didn’t blink but merely backed away, mainly because she was afraid