The Returning Ex

Isabelle understood the hidden meaning behind John’s words. Since she wasn’t the love of his life, he would never be passionate toward her. Even if they got married, their lives would be as tasteless as water. Even so, she would want to try if she could make him fall head over heels for her.

After a pause, she nodded slowly. “Alright. I understand what you mean, and I know what to do.”

They decided to stay at the cashier counter. A moment later, Sophia and Matilda came out of the room, chatting and smiling at each other as if they didn’t mind what John and Isabelle were talking about.

Turning to John, Sophia asked, “Are you done talking? Can we go now?”

Isabelle faced away from Sophia and wiped her tears with her hand.

With a milder expression, John pulled Sophia toward him. “Yes, we can go now.”

John walked down the stairs and reached for their car. Walking up to Isabelle, Matilda

at John’s car. As the car started moving, through

love this kind of woman? I don’t get it. Up until now, Isabelle still didn’t think she was inferior to Sophia. Although she could understand John’s choice,

her phone started ringing. Her father called her to ask where she was. Without telling him her location, she replied that

asking where

as her father remained silent, she pursued, “Are you at the Japanese

a sigh. “No,

turned dim, but her voice remained calm as she questioned, “Oh, why are you curious about

lost for words, he fell silent while Isabelle waited patiently. A while later, he let out a sigh. “Forget it. Come

voice, Isabelle replied, “Okay.” When

couldn’t take it anymore, she asked, “Do you think Isabelle really