The Returning Ex

Sophia sighed softly. This woman just wants to torture herself. Or perhaps she’s waiting for Logan to notice the displeasure and chagrin on her face, but has she ever considered the fact that he hasn’t even spared her a glance after such a long time? Why must she put herself through this?

Thus, she turned and told John that she’d be taking a stroll, to which John replied, “Oh, okay. Don’t go so far. Just stroll around the garden, okay?”

Sophia nodded. “Okay, got it.”

When she’d taken a few steps away, Jasmine commented, “Your relationship with Miss Gwendolyn is really good, Mr. Constance.”

John was just about to speak, but he stopped upon hearing her remark. Casting his gaze on Sophia’s back, the corners of his mouth curved upward into an exceedingly tender arc. “Actually, I treated her badly in the past,” he said. Our relationship is only good because she suppressed all the misgivings she has and gave me another chance.

that she’s willing to give you another chance proves that she still loves

this, John merely chuckled softly without saying

him turning to talk to Lola, seemingly having a difference of opinion again. Now, Lola was frowning with disdain etched on her face, yet he still persisted in leaning forward as he spoke to her. Not only did he fail to spare her a single glance, but he wasn’t even paying attention

this to the back of her mind, Jasmine leaned back against the chair and turned to gaze at Sophia, who was ambling a near distance away. The reason she’s willing to give John a chance is no doubt due to his obvious love for her. If he isn’t good to her, she definitely won’t turn back no matter how much she

they were almost done talking, Sophia invited them into the main building’s living room for a seat. There were quite a few of them here on this day, and Old Mrs. Constance happened to love having people over, so she requested that they stay for dinner. She came downstairs and sat there to chat with them, so the

he then stopped after relating a few instances since frankly speaking, there wasn’t anything novel. Besides, the

busybody nature, Old Mrs. Constance was also a touch nosy, asking him for deets. In the end, Logan waved a dismissive hand, conceding defeat. “Don’t tease me,