The Returning EX (John and Sophia)

Chapter 100

Sophia did not finish everything, but she did explain that she was still full from the meal she had earlier.

The girl did not mind. It looked like she had really given up on that shop.

After Sophia tidied up, she exited the shop and stood outside to look at it for a bit.

The entrance of that shop did look less attractive compared to its surroundings. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

It was long overdue for a renovation.

But when she went in earlier and saw how carefree the shopkeeper was by herself, she suddenly

started to envy her.

The girl had a place of her own to do what she loved.

When there were no customers, she could enjoy time to herself and not get interrupted by someone

else.

Sophia also wanted a life like that.

She stared at the shop a little longer then turned to leave and returned to her house.

Her place was big enough and was in a prime location. It was a lot more comfortable to live there than

at the Constance Residence.

She went through all the rooms once.

Perhaps she had been too uncomfortable at the Constance Residence that she suddenly liked the

place now.

She figured she could redecorate it.

After taking a look downstairs, she came to a decision and went to the department store nearby.

Since she was rich now, she bought everything she wanted without a second thought.

Moreover, the department store had almost everything she wanted.

She spent the entire afternoon shopping and did not find it troublesome to have to go back and forth

several times.

More things were added into her living room—a rocking chair and an additional plant rack.

She even placed a huge yoga mat in the empty space of her living room.

Even though she did not know when she would use it, she got it because she wanted to have it.

The rest of the things were an assortment of small decorative items, like a vase for the coffee table and

a wind chime to hang at the entrance.

After decorating for a bit, though she was tired, the house started to have a different look to it.

It was her home now.

Furthermore, she bought some fresh vegetables which she put in the refrigerator.

The kitchen had everything she needed. If she left the Constance Residence in the morning, she could

come here, then only return at night.

The thought of this was enough to put her at ease.

Once everything was done, it was almost time.

She took a cab and went to the Constance Company.

Strutting into the company, she went straight up to John’s office, but he was not in there. It looks like he

went for a meeting. Thus, she sat on the sofa and waited for him.

Not long after, the door to his office opened.

To her surprise, it was a woman who came in and not John.

The woman paused the moment she came in.

Sophia looked at her without saying a word.

The woman quickly smiled. “Mrs. Constance, I came to drop off a document for President Constance.”

Sophia had a smirk on her face. “Okay.”

The woman put the document on his table and left immediately.

The corners of Sophia’s lips slowly curled up.

She did not know the face of the woman, but her voice was very familiar.

On the night she and John got a divorce, John stayed over at that woman’s place.

When she called him the next day, a woman’s voice came through the phone instead.

It must be her.

Sophia was still lying on the sofa lazily.

The woman did not sound very serious on the phone at the time.

The voice on the phone was quite mellow and dainty.

Sophia also tried to paint a picture of the woman’s face in her mind. Now that we’ve met, she looks

quite different from what I had imagined. It might be because she behaves differently around me

compared to around him.

The woman she met earlier seemed bright and capable, which did not go well with the sweet image

she had of her.

However, the voice she heard on the phone was definitely dainty and pure.

Sophia remained seated until John came back from his meeting.

He was not surprised to see her in his office. “You’re here early.”

She did not respond.

When he walked over to his table and saw the document, he frowned. “Did Miss Allen stop by?”

She turned to look at him. “A lady? She left not too long ago.”

He sat down and looked over the document then called for someone on the line.

It was most likely Miss Allen.

His voice was stern. “Come in. There’s a problem with some of the data here.”

Soon, the woman from before came in once again.

This time, she entered with a smile. “President Constance.”

Although it was not as gentle as the voice on the phone, her voice was still different from when she

talked to Sophia just before.

Sophia rolled her eyes at her discreetly.