The Returning EX (John and Sophia)

John was clearly taken aback. Staring at Sophia, he didn’t reply immediately.

On the other hand, Sophia chuckled and said in a low voice, “You won’t touch a woman you have no feelings for. Then, when you did it with me before…”

Wiggling her brows, she smiled.

He studied her for a bit, then laughed mockingly. Leaning back against his seat, he crossed his legs, ankle over knee. “You’re different.”

“Oh?” Her tone was light. “How am I different?”

He placed one hand on his thigh; he was tapping his finger subconsciously. “I’ve gotten used to your body, so I don’t find it disgusting.”

In other words, he’s saying it doesn’t matter whether or not he feels anything for me.

Thus, she chuckled audibly and leaned forward, placing one elbow against the table and propping her chin on it. Then, she said with a sly look in her eyes, “Then, what are you going to do in the future? You can’t just… continue being comfortable with my body, can you?”

Some words, when spoken, coupled with an ambiguous tone, really gave off the vibe of a pretentious flirt. Even she felt so. Still, it was a nice feeling to have.

Right now, everything she said and did was something she would never have dared to do previously. There were many rules in the Constance Family, especially when it came to her—there were even more rules specifically for her.

lived on tiptoes every single day for fear of making a mistake and embarrassing them. Now, there was no

his eyes became colder. “You don’t need to worry about that. There will

nodding in agreement. “That’s right; you’ll always have somebody

food and laid it out on

Sophia wasn’t hungry nor

John had added a nutritious soup to their order just now, and he pushed the soup

her gaze.

he made a non-committal grunt.

right now was way better than how he used to treat her when they were still married. Back

man who was sneakily snapping pictures of them, she noticed that the person secretly put his phone down while he was eating. Moreover, the camera was pointing directly in their direction. Thus, she wasn’t

scooped up a spoonful of soup. After blowing on it, she

her expression was rather mischievous. “People are watching.

never been this intimate before. Putting John

spoonful of soup.

she suddenly said, “Honestly, it’s been a long time since we last sat down and had a meal together, not counting

Before the divorce, he had been extremely busy. With the passing of his grandpa, he had been so overwhelmed that he

By the time everything was resolved and he had

about the person I would spend the rest of my life with.

a sip of the soup, she continued, “Afterward, you suggested divorce. Then, I thought… I thought…” She seemed to be thinking

me! At last, I can live my own life and

giggled to