The Returning Ex

Only then did she release him and got into the car with John.

Suddenly, John shot him an angry stare, but he merely had a nonchalant look on his face with his hands in his pockets, which made John even angrier.

When the car left the place, Sophia let out a deep, long sigh. “I don’t know why, but I feel sorry toward him.”

“Why should you be sorry? He’s doing much better than you think,” John said coldly. “Also, why did you hug him? Your husband is right there next to you, but you went and hugged another man. You really don’t take me seriously at all, do you?”

There he goes again. Sophia was exasperated. She didn’t want to get into an argument with him because he had nagged at her nonstop earlier on their way here, saying that she was only coming to meet Ian and wasn’t caring about himself.

His nonsense was piling up so much recently that she could no longer be bothered with him.

seat, she looked out the car window, and even though she didn’t say a word, John was able to babble through the

she was disregarding him more and more, and he could clearly feel that she didn’t

of saying such things. Now that it came out of his mouth, it made her doubt her knowledge of

the Constance Family didn’t used

too long that it affected his intelligence? Sophia pondered with her eyes closed. But she could only shut her eyes and

they had reached home, she directly hopped off the car and even wondered if she would

their faces, while William was seated at the corner of the couch with a laptop on his lap, furrowing his

a

Sophia walked ahead of John but came to a stop at the doorsteps. After a short moment of hesitation, she took out her

her head toward her and exclaimed, “You’re back! I was just saying that you should be home just about now. You’re now not physically