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.”

“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

really treated her like a queen, which was a sign 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

shot a gaze at Sophia. “You’re really full of

tell that both of them are still in love with each other, but unfortunately, they don’t see eye to

in both of their own hands. I doubt there

has a point, but both of them are 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

It’ll at least put our mind to ease,” Old Mrs.

She could deduce from the latter’s hushed voice that she was