The Returning Ex

At this moment, John’s phone vibrated twice, so he took it out and looked at it before getting up. He said to Sophia, “I’ll go to the study room. You should sleep early. I need to take care of something.”

Sophia didn’t look at him either as she grunted. “Carry on with your work.”

Then, John left the room. After a few seconds, Sophia put down the phone and pulled a long face.

This jerk is giving me an attitude today! I suppose it has really been a long time since I’ve dealt with him. Now, he’s forgotten where he stands!

She got up to wash, then came back to the bed and turned off the lights. There was nothing particularly interesting on the phone, so she might as well sleep.

Meanwhile, John didn’t stay in the study for too long. He only made two phone calls, read two messages, and then checked a few documents sent by his subordinates.

When he came back from the study, he froze as soon as he opened the bedroom door.

the lights and gone

whispered to Sophia, but there was no response from her. She really didn’t feel discomfort

footsteps as he went to the bathroom to shower, then came back

past, he pulled her into his arms. The woman turned over out of habit and leaned into his arms. She then seemed half-awake as

rubbed up against him before getting into a

head and whispered, “You’re a really difficult woman. Why is it so hard to make you jealous?” He didn’t know if Sophia heard it, but

night, John felt

sleeping. He kept his movements quiet throughout the time he was in the

heard from the servant that she didn’t have a good rest last night, so she would come down late for

the only

at all. It seemed that he had listened to John’s suggestion and really planned to live with

while John was eating. It was none other than Isabelle. She said that she had found