The Returning Ex

Without saying anything else, Logan hung up. When he was washing up, he smiled in a self-deprecating manner while looking at his reflection in the mirror. Never had he ever felt so down because of a woman, so he decided that Lola was being ungrateful. After spending some time fretting over everything in front of the mirror, he quickly finished washing up before heading downstairs to plop down on the sofa in the hall.

There were no guests in the clubhouse that morning, so the attendants were chatting in groups after finishing their cleaning duties. All of the employees who worked in the clubhouse were senior employees, while the working environment in the clubhouse was fairly relaxed, so they were fairly comfortable being in there. Now that they were familiar with both their boss and their environment, they had no problem acting casually even in Logan’s presence.

Normally, Logan would approach them to join in on the fun whenever they were chatting, but he wasn’t in the mood to do so that morning. On the contrary, their chatter only irked him, so he left the clubhouse after dusting off his clothes. He drove on the streets aimlessly until he stopped in front of the gym where Lola worked without realizing it.

door. I must be crazy to have come here after spending all that time driving in the streets, Logan thought to himself. Although frustrated to the point of wanting to smash his

saw Lola together with another rather prim and proper man as soon as he turned his car around. They were walking toward

man didn’t seem all that outstanding. The man wasn’t all that taller than Lola, while

the situation, Logan parked his car under a tree, pursing his lips while wearing a cold expression on his face. It was late in the morning when he arrived at the gym, so it wasn’t long

order sheet before nodding.