The Returning Ex

Because of that, John had intentionally left her in the cold more often than not, which he believed was due to his rebelliousness in hindsight. After a brief contemplation, John said, “Alright, let’s count him out then, but if he is not doing well, we can always give him some space at work.”

William nodded in response. “Yeah, you’re right. That poor kid has never been in control of his own life because his parents won’t let him, yet they have taken his obedience for granted for so long that they unknowingly treated any of his disagreements as rebelliousness. I wish Owen and Jennifer would look back on the past twenty years and appreciate Dylan for never saying no to them. After all, they should be grateful for having such an obedient son.” After the chatter, William excused himself as he still had work to do.

At that moment, John leaned back on his chair and took out a cigarette, ready to smoke it. However, he soon put it aside when he recalled Sophia expressing her disgust toward the smell of cigarettes that he reeked of.

Sophia is getting harder and harder to please recently. At times, she would wake John up in the middle of the night when she couldn’t sleep to have him chat with her until the next morning. Even so, John decided to put up with her because he didn’t want to upset her. After all, with her current condition, he couldn’t afford to upset her at all.

home just as he saw Sophia walking down the stairs. She appeared to be scratching her head, so John guessed she must have just woken up from a nap. Oh jeez! I have a bad feeling about this! I guess it’ll be another sleepless night for me with some ‘interesting’ stories. As much as John was willing to stay up throughout the night to keep his wife company, he was afraid that he would eventually fall apart since he often had to work the next

the stairs, scaring John out of his

“Don’t worry. This little guy is doing fine here.” Then, she added, “By the way, Isabelle invited me to attend Mr. Ernest’s birthday celebration. I don’t know

off guard. “Isabelle

tell me that, and I bet that old man must be right

a glacial look and replied, “I see. So, you’re saying that it’s Elder Mr. Bailey’s

makes sense. Maybe that old man is