The Returning Ex

In response, Sophia blinked a few times before she sniggered.

However, Old Mrs. Constance didn’t share her amusement. “I’m a little worried about him. After all, I’ve never seen him like that. Was it because of some setback at work? He did overtime work last night, but when he got back, I was already in bed. Then, he was gone early this morning even before having breakfast. I guess I don’t really know my son sometimes.”

Sophia nodded slowly. “Well, I saw him yesterday; once in the day and the other time when we came back at night.” In fact, Sophia didn’t think it was necessary to hide the matter about Matilda from Old Mrs. Constance. Well, Old Mrs. Constance is a receptive and open person, so maybe she can even be of help. At the thought of that, she went on to tell the old lady the details about what had happened in the afternoon on the day before, including Richard’s interior decoration style.

Surprised, Old Mrs. Constance asked, “What? Matilda went for a blind date?”

Sophia pursed her lips. “Well, I doubt that was a blind date. Anyway, while it seems to me that Madam Flintstone isn’t interested in him, the Flintstone Family appears to be a little desperate, for they wanted her to try and work things out with this decent man.”

Constance nodded. “I guess I understand why they feel that way since Matilda is no spring chicken anymore. I guess Natasha will never rest assured watching her daughter

that he is into her.” While Old Mrs. Constance responded with an affirmative grunt, Sophia pretended to look worried and added, “Nevertheless, I can tell that Master William is still in love with Madam Flintstone. Therefore, what he has to do now is to seize the opportunity and win Madam Flintstone over before it’s too late. Otherwise, he is going to live the rest of his

Constance shot a gaze at Sophia. “You’re

the two of them. In fact, we can all tell that both of

“I guess their fates lie in both of their own hands.

way too indecisive and hesitant. If we don’t do anything to help from the sidelines, we’ll probably never get to see them back together until we grow old. After a brief contemplation, Sophia said, “I’ll talk to John about this and

good idea. It’ll at least put our mind to

while Old Mrs. Constance had her maid accompany her on a walk. After her breakfast, Sophia gave Matilda a call. She could deduce from the latter’s hushed voice that she