The Returning Ex

Sophia wasn’t crying. Rather than feeling sad, she was just a little tired. Just when she thought she could live a happy life with John, her biological mother came to trouble her.

Before long, John came back into the car and stroked her face. Without Sophia having to ask, he said, “They’re leaving tomorrow, and they’ve promised to never harass you again. Don’t worry.”

Sophia grunted in response.

Knowing that it was useless for him to say anything at this point, as no one could console her except for herself, John simply heaved a sigh. “Let’s go home.”

When the car started moving, Sophia exhaled slowly and said, “From now on, I have no more relatives. Perhaps I should celebrate.”

John turned to her, who was gazing out the window with an indifferent expression, as though she wasn’t the one who said that just a moment ago. Then, he pulled her hand toward him and gripped it firmly. “You still have me.”

Sophia didn’t give him any response.

parked in the garage, John helped Sophia get out of the car as they held hands and

yard just outside the main building. Clueless about why they had gone out, he greeted them

grunted and kept walking toward the living room with Sophia. Just then, William said, “Your

expression was uneasy. William

was seen with a bashful expression at such a mature

her family members don’t want her to stay here. Given her identity, it’s inappropriate for her to live here, and they’re worried that your life will be affected, so they’ve asked her to

a moment, William then nodded. “I see.

Sophia turned to John. “Will you stay here to chat with

insisted on sending her to her room before coming back

anxious. Although she was in a bad mood,

brought Sophia to the bedroom and made her sit down,